So I started this thread.

Lmao.

Oh son, this is not the way to win my affection.

First you have to ply me with your goodwill, make me feel sexy, tell me I'm smart then you have to allude to the monster in your pants. THEN you can talk down to me a bit while pulling my hair and smacking my ass.

Any deviation will get you kicked in the gonads.

Quoted....for all those who seek the road map to acquiring Wings' goodies in the future.
 
Lmao.

Oh son, this is not the way to win my affection.

First you have to ply me with your goodwill, make me feel sexy, tell me I'm smart then you have to allude to the monster in your pants. THEN you can talk down to me a bit while pulling my hair and smacking my ass.

Any deviation will get you kicked in the gonads.

I have offered my goodwill in the form of a civil discourse
I don't know you well enough to allude to your smarts, looks
or mental well being... you can tell your smart mouthed side kick.. I'm nobody's' "alt"

and ... there is no "monster".

What I am offering, child... ( and yes, I'm way old enough to call you that)
is an interesting interlude to pass a quiet Sunday.

any attempt on my gonads best be backed up with a pretty tough crowd...
the repercussions are not favorable.
 
In other words....you got out-performed.....by a girl.

If you define "performance" as "not being sore the next day," then yeah. Lady P is a badass these days. She's been in the gym five days a week for like a year, and practiced yoga two or three times a week on top of that.

On the other hand, if you define "performance" as moving more efficiently in the mountains and being one whole helluva lot more comfortable, balanced, and stable in crampons on verglas, then, no.
 
I have offered my goodwill in the form of a civil discourse
I don't know you well enough to allude to your smarts, looks
or mental well being... you can tell your smart mouthed side kick.. I'm nobody's' "alt"

and ... there is no "monster".

What I am offering, child... ( and yes, I'm way old enough to call you that)
is an interesting interlude to pass a quiet Sunday.

any attempt on my gonads best be backed up with a pretty tough crowd...
the repercussions are not favorable.

That you, Ish?
 
If you define "performance" as "not being sore the next day," then yeah. Lady P is a badass these days. She's been in the gym five days a week for like a year, and practiced yoga two or three times a week on top of that.

On the other hand, if you define "performance" as moving more efficiently in the mountains and being one whole helluva lot more comfortable, balanced, and stable in crampons on verglas, then, no.

*pats your back*
 
Aww, shucks.


Do you have regular blue jays up there? Cuz they're pretty brassy, too. And the whole bunch of them are immensely intelligent, which makes it worse for me, because, you know, when they sit around and screech the way they do, they're actually saying something.

No regular blue jays.
 
No regular blue jays.
I love them. They're beautiful, noisy, obnoxious cowards. They crack me up. I especially like watching Clovis and Delilah watching them:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v649/Peregrinator/IMG_8167-1.jpg


Don't talk about your fellow GBers that way :catroar:
Hah! But it's so true, except for the intelligence bit.
Yup!

And Gray Jays (camp robbers)

They're gorgeous as well. And I love the way they hover like seagulls, just waiting for the unguarded moment with the loosely held sandwich...


http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v649/Peregrinator/Jasper%20and%20Surroundings/IMG_2083.jpg

Actually, now that I look at that, I'm not sure it's a Gray. It might be someone else.


And just cuz, here's a rare glimpse of Lady P with a Steller's Sea Lion:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v649/Peregrinator/WithSeaLion.jpg
 
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