Ha! Bourge here! Welcome
Jeezus H-tapdancing Christ, I don't believe it (never did)
To quote the "eTHE" magazine editorial off http://www.arapiles.net/:
>Welcome to eTHE5, the latest collection of collected trash, scribblings, pix, graphix from, for want of a better word, the mind, and computer of Hero Fukutu. You will no doubt be aware that as you cruise the websites of the climbing world there are no shortage of excellent information, news, photographs and other stuff. You can search for routes, grades, guidebooks etc. What is not so readily available is climbing history, literature and humour. That’s where we come in. The idea behind eTHE is to satirise modern climbing. Take the piss, so to speak. Sink the boots in. Wherever we see wankers, we will be there (excluding ourselves obviously), wherever we see seriousness, we will be there, wherever we see climbers being dickheads .... well, you get the picture. We would like your input on this - tell us who you think are wankers, too serious and dickheads (excluding ourselves obviously). I won’t trot out the cliche that we can’t do it alone, because we clearly do a lot of the time. However, a lot of the pix in this mag have been sent in by people just like you. Feel free to email .docs, .gifs and.jpgs to hero@arapiles.net
>If someone out there is being a wanker and you don’t dob them in, doesn’t that put the blame on you?
That is a disturbing reminder of the wretched underbelly of a quaint little backwater town. It appears innocent enough. Whatever you do, DON'T turn off the main street, it will swallow your soul. Just continue by towards the Mont
I once spent a year, wasted in Nati. I sat in the gutter with a VB in hand and watched clouds roll across the Wimmera, cars drive by, the sun went up and down and up and down, and the footy team didn't win a game that year
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