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First time i met Greg was at sundown. real shocker there. Saw some skinny ass dude with a 70's pornstar beard and tried to high tail it out the side door before he recognized my jacket i said i'd be wearing. First thing out of his mouth was something along the lines of blah blah blah radical bumps.
I'm thinking who the f&&* says radical? I gave that one up when i hit puberty. Well about 50,000 radical this and that comments later, greg still cant ski bumps but he has some nifty knee pads, err patches, on his pants so i guess that makes him radical now.
I knew you'd come through! :lol:
Speaking of that grimy yellow jacket, your helmet looks like you picked it up at a yard sale. You really do exude style on the hill. I would be willing to sell you my radical knee patch bump pants so you can finally burn those silly MC Hammer lookin' wind pants you always wear. The problem is the pants that fit this skinny ass dude would still be too big on a skinnier ass dude like yourself.
And yes, the beard is also radical. Doesn't surprise me that a guy with pre-pubescent peach fuzz on his chin would be so jealous. Maybe you should go back to using "radical" like you did before puberty. Not sure you really even reached it yet.