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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2005 2:46 pm
by diggum
Those are the hands of someone who's had some great therapy.
Exactly.
I'm a transexual midget.
Whatever makes you happy, dude.

Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2005 2:47 pm
by Alan Evil
I am the Queeeeeeeen of Fraaaaaaaaaance.

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 2:51 am
by Alan Evil
Dear Diggum,

Your eyes are like deep pools of infinity beckoning me to sink below the surface. Your smile is like the surface of the sun and I can't look away.

Love,
Your Secret Admirer

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 3:38 am
by diggum
Dear Alan Evil,

:|

Best Wishes,
Diggum

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 3:26 pm
by Alan Evil
*sniff*

I've seen that look before.

:cry:

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 4:19 pm
by Huggybone
Alan,
Sorry, let me restate in a way that is more accurate;

When I get my hands scraped up, it is because I
1) did not place MY hands carefully (always important!)
or
2) I forgot to tape MY hands when it was needed.

I assume it applies to other to.
Don't worry, I'm not a real climber either.

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 4:51 pm
by diggum
Alan Evil wrote:I am the Queeeeeeeen of Fraaaaaaaaaance.
Monty Python? This has been buggin me.

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 8:32 pm
by Alan Evil
It's from the animated short "Rejected." PM me if you haven't seen it and I'll upload it to my site for you. It's a must see for sure.

Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 11:02 pm
by Alan Evil
Those are just scrapes except for one gouge I didn't expect. Unless I was really tearing my hands up I wouldn't worry about it. The shit that happens to them while I'm working is far worse. For instance that wound on my left middle finger still requires a bandage and neosporin while all the wounds from the Red are just little scabs. Today I fell on a metal roof and cut the base of the left ring finger on the palm right in the crease there right where the finger meets the hand. That is WAY worse than any damage I've ever gotten to my hands climbing. My point of the picture is I had a great time getting scratched and bruised climbing in the Red River Gorge! Ha! That cheered me up even now as I sit here with a new, burning cut and my ears still cold from being out in this dreary, cold crap all morning. What a miserable day. I almost didn't enjoy walking my dog just now.

Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 3:58 am
by diggum
If I come home from the red with no fresh wounds then I didn't have a very good day.
I knew exactly what you meant Alan.

P.S. I haven't seen "Rejected".