Yo homeboy's.
i was up in the grampians last weekend with that rad french dude bobo bidet, (that hyper sick, strong euro who's crashing @ stapylton right now). We were hanging out between burns on tyranny, so we cruised down to trackside for an intense bouldering sesh. I got spat off some bra-heinous testpiece only to find i wasn't being spotted, I hailed to my bobo and found he was krankin' a glance at the prior mentioned arete.
Jingus, blee! That route looks bra-heinous and hyper sick in one intense package. So we went back to spurt so bobo could send tyranny a few more times and i could get max-spanked on the dyno. On the evac we pronto'd to this arete, the rock is rad, the moves look aggro dude, it's total sickness! In fact it's hyper-sickness...
All you whiners need to look at ya'selves and get a grip like and yo, my bra Arnie, why the f#@k have u not got off ur punk-ass and put in those bolts. U'se better do this quick-smart cause bobo is smoking and he wants to solo this particular line, he's a frenchy, no respect for da Aussie ethics. He got a rip in his fave'style lycra pants on the Aproach, so he's tres pumped to send...
The word to my bruva's, make peace cause life on the ghetto, it ain't easy,
keep it real,
Marvie |