that must've been great. reminds me of one of the first times i skiied. i set the skis so they'd pop off easy and whenever i'd try to stop quick i'd just fly out of the skis. the skis would just sit there and i'd go flying down the hill in a heap. it was fun all day, until i skiied at night and it started to hurt.
reminds me of that time you told a really stupid BORING story that made me wanna kill myself!
Whoa, that was rough.
ohhh, that story. wait, which one?
the one about skiing... haha, i'm jk
