niceporch wrote:I don't subscribe to the elitist dirtbag ethic.
Two reasons. 1. I'm not ashamed to enjoy a little comfort. 2. I work at a gear store.
So I will kick you in the fucking face with my free Salomons, fish a beer out of my pro-dealed Arc 'Teryx pack (man this thing is really nice), and chug it in my crazy creek (that reminds me that chair is getting kind of ratty) and soak in the look of jealousy on your dirt streaked homeless-looking face. But look on the bright side, at least your Ikea rope bag, which severely chafes your shoulder, can double as a shit bucket.
And think about it, if you saved just a month's worth of money that you threw away smoking pot, you could have nice things too.
Haters gonna hate.
You my friend .. have lost sight of what climbing is all about. I have one of the first Sickle rope bags ever made. Because I'm fucking cool like that. Which reminds me, Criz if you happen to be at Lost City and see a tattered and worn grey, red, and yellow sickle shirt .. it's mine. I took it off when I flashed some french Canadian, Arc'Teryx bag toting, New Haven shirt wearing, Connecticut license plate having, falling off of every moves' weaksauce 5.11 project.
But I guess as long as there's still room for your baguette .. it's not so bad.






