Now that I have a pack that fits my skinny back, I'm saying good-bye to this one. It has seen many climbing trips and is still very durable. No problems with the zippers and no rips - the yellow parts of the pack have dirt stains that wouldn't wash out.
The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own.
You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president.
You realize that you control your own destiny.
I don't even want to know what kind of funky stains won't come out of your bag, or where you have been hangin out to get such funkiness on your pack...
Diggler wrote:I don't even want to know what kind of funky stains won't come out of your bag, or where you have been hangin out to get such funkiness on your pack...
Yeah, you're right. You don't want to know, but thankfully that didn't stop the buyer. In fact, she's into that sort of thing.
Shhhhhhhhh!!!!!! I can't let that get out to EVERYONE, just the creepies who are down with it.
The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own.
You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president.
You realize that you control your own destiny.