Last minute donations to a good cause.

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In the hope that some good may come from one of my awful posts...

You've probably heard about Mark Amodeo's attempt to quosh some of his innner demons by subjecting himself to gruesome physical torture this weekend (which in truth, is just conditioning for the environment he'll be existing in when he finally achieves "stable and flattened" status under a remote object). Maybe hearing a little more about the man himself will provoke new donations, each of which comes with the potential of winning great gear from some of the worlds leading BASE outfitters.

Mark Imodium, real name Mark Amodeo, was renamed after discovering a cure for ovine diahorrea. This was a coup for the young man since he was neither medic nor pharmacologist. He had previously noticed during field tests that sheep would no longer leak from the rear if he was plugged into the tight brown. Unfortunately for our wooly friends the "cure" is not only temporary but also limited in that he can only administer treatment to 11 patients at a time. A normal sheep doctor can usually treat up to 21 patients but like most of his national breathren, Mark is afflicted with club feet which although small, cannot be inserted easily without removing five patients from each of his hands to assist treatment.

Born of unconventional means in the shadow of Oldbury Nuclear Power Plant, the son of multiple diverse species was transfixed by tall objects in his locale. He gained a particluar passion for those objects which were so huge that they reached all the way to the ground from their postion in the sky. Tormented by the promise of magical experiences atop such divine structures and fortified by his diet of rats and leeks, he escaped from his cage in the cellar during his early teen years and began his journey to the big city where his thirst for altitude could be slaked within easy waddling distance from his YWCA hostel.

The next few years were tough for young Imodium. London was plentiful with rats but few leeks were accessible from the studio dumpster which was now his abode. Long hours of contemplation were spent under the power towers next to the Thames (a favored spot for Mark who enjoyed the tingling of the static which the high tension cables induced in the hairs of his palms).
The day of his enlightment was soon at hand. After a paticularly vicious bout of primate discipline, physically weakened but spiritually fulfilled, the young Imodium fell asleep in the luxurious folds of a nylon sheet which had conveniently fallen from the power tower minutes earlier. He awakened to the startling crack of what sounded like lightning and, as was soon to become his signature state of mind, found himself to be wet, dazed and confused (but with river water this time...later this would evolve into wet with his own pee pee). Dragging himself out of the Thames with his twin-elbowed arms and pushing throught the swamp-like mud with his webbed feet, our Welsh hero emerged in time to see the butt of Simon Jakeman filling his stash bag with his BASE canopy and loping gracefully back to his Mark II Ford Escort. Realizing that he was destined to repeat this experience WITH a packed parachute rather than IN a packed parachute, the chance encounter with the genetically correct Jakeman proved to be a turning point in Mark's life. He was now on a course to become the legendary BASE 539. Originally, on course to be BASE 500, Imodium had slipped down the list due to the 8 months it took for him to find someone to write to Rick Harrison for him. 539 is a number of power, however and Imodium drew strength from it's significance going even as far as having the numerals tatooed on his pectoral fins.

The events following this achievement are the subject of further research for a student of history with a stronger stomach than mine.

Back to the present...

In an attempt to recreate the old days prior to his constructive surgery which allows him to pass as a functioning member of society these days, Mark is selflessly challenging the three peaks to gain donations to those less forunate than us. These, the highest mole hills in England, Scotland and Wales could still be a gruelling test for the biologically challenged man. I have every confidence that he is inspired enough by the thought of helping those in need to complete the quest as planned. Although weak and hideously grotesque in appearance (he once asked Quasimodo what happened to his face. Quasi replied " I cut myself shaving...what the fuck happened to yours?") his strength of spirit will bring him though.

The cause is a good one, donating is easy and there's no risk of infection. A few bucks will go a long way and could win you some goodies.

Take a peek at

http://www.action.org.uk/~BASE539


Take care, stay safe, enjoy the prizes.

Best wishes,

$kin.

Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

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You're funny Skin:)

[base570 1]

Skin,
that's some funny-ass shit!!!!

Mark... Good luck in your adventures this weekend. Hope to see you in about a month, I'll pick up my prize then

Peace,
Jason
BASE 570 (also a power number!)

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...there's no risk of infection.

that was all I needed to hear...

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That was freaking great. If I was wearing a dress, I'd send a curtsy your way.

"¯"`-._.-¯) ManBird (¯-._.-´"¯"

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Skin,

Thanks dude! That was excellent!
Man, I didn't know you knew so much about me...?

And again, to all those who've contributed, thank you.

We (Team Which Way Up?) completed the Challenge in 23 hours 33 minutes... we came in 6th out of 30 teams. The weather and conditions reminded me of the primordial soup from which I was dragged kicking and screaming...

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Nice one Mark....... When do you need my address to send me my winnings?

Skin, very entertaining.

"If you can keep your head when all around you have lost theirs, then you probably haven't understood the seriousness of the situation."
David Brent

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Nice work Mark, well done. When's the big prize draw?

Gus

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