Skinflicka

You're such an ass-kisser Dennis. I know your m.o. You Navy boys are all the same. A girl in every port, right? Soften them up and then move in for the kill. Good luck. My m.o. is every port on every girl... Ms Kirk is as full of shit as an Indian toilet. I doubt she even knows any BASE jumpers. I can testify that due to BASE and BASE alone, I have seen more ass than Charmin. Chicks dig guys with large marbles and scars. The whole emotional thing is purely secondary..ie "fuck, I'm happy to be alive after that 180...let's get it on..." None of you have me fooled. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Nice touch, you dutch muppet. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Ah Tommy...dear, dear Tommy...You're the perfect straight man...in a comedic sense, of course. Perfect certainly...straight? Well shit. I'd have to check with Yuri. Speaking of which...has anyone noticed how much Hank Caylor looks like the blond one on "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy"...uncanny. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Abbie, I was delighted and impressed that you posted this link. Impressed because I had no idea that you had not a single bone of homophobia in your body. Delighted because I love to perpetuate the reality that all posh kids are fags. That bunch are as gay as a day of morris dancing. "dude are you ok?" When you're supposed to be smart and you're asking a guy who just got up and started walking if he's ok then several things are illuminated simultaneously. 1) You aren't smart enough to go to one of the USA's top schools ergo daddy bought you in. Twat! 2) Your idea of hurt is "that stings..." or "I got a bruise" or "my ass hurts from being regularly and comprehensively buggared." 3) You are as bent as a nine bob note (US translation...3 dollar bill y'all) I'm glad I didn't go to a school like this. At my school, if you landed from that height, the chicks would come out from hiding in the trees and kick you to death for being lame. Proudly, the names appeared on the end of the skit. They will soon be published on my website under the title "3 utter cunts". What a shower of bastards! I hope you get caught by Iraqi's and get forced to blow a goat. Good to be back. PS My alien is doing just fine... $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Count me in Jaap. Why do you think they call me $kinflicka? I'll bring the powerdrill and the plastic panties. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Thanks for the critique. I'm sure the entire community values it as useful feedback. With regard to the note. Are your crew expected to rifle through your shit when you inevitably fuck things up? Tom Aiello once wrote regarding the subject of what you would do if someone went in. I think it applies to all cases including injuries and not just splats. Tom said something like...I will do whatever it takes for me to get a good nights sleep. That for me was the first interesting departure from the accepted wisdom. The victim is generally unable to make a decision or suffering to that point that their state of mind cannot be assumed to be trustworthy. In that event, the removal of the victim from the decision makes the most sense. If you jump with me, know that I will react in the way of MY choosing not yours. I will do whatever is necessary for me to live the rest of my life with the knowledge of the consequences of that decision bearing on my conscience. Don't even expect me to be consistant. I will be consistant in that I will base my decision on the context of the situation but the outcome may change. For instance, Leroy, for the quality of your posts and the volume of your bullshit and your needy, jumping in the air crying "look at me, look at me" style of making inane and banal responses to other posts in every thread...I will sleep just fine when I leave you in the tree to be picked up by the pigs. I will now enjoy my 30 day enforced loss of privileges. Cy'all in July. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

You'd better have damn good alt. awareness. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I generally find that removing that little bulge from the bag above my shapely but powerful ass is a better technique. The priority is pull. Except for cheerleaders where it is "swallow". $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Caution: Remember that: A) This is tampering with evidence and could get you jailtime. B) The entire head is likely to come off in your hands. I like a little head now and again but this is not a pretty way of satisfying yourself. C) Tom Aiello and Johnny Utah will have already called the pigs on you so you're gonna get pinched anyway.(Just gagging boys - which, incidentally is the same phrase I heard a cheerleader say one time when she was kneeling in front of me and the rest of the soccer team after we voiced concerns over her ocular swelling) If you balk at Coop's suggestion because you're breaking the law just remember...you're already mired in shite up to your armpits and you may as well go the distance. You can't dig half a hole. Go large. Gotta love cheerleaders... $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Ah shit. Now you're making me feel bad. None of that post was supposed to be focused on any individual. It was an attack at the caricature of the lurking troll. Please don't take my posts (too) seriously unless I mean it (hee hee). Skyglider, please accept my sincere apology as I grovel on bended-knee with genuine humility in front of my peers. The burdon of that post was not intended to be shouldered by you alone. The name-calling is de rigeur for my work but had I realized the deflating effect it would have on you I would certainly have refrained. Had I been smart enough to realize you were a lady before my drunken rantings took over I would certainly not have afforded my scribblings the opportunity to associate you or any other lady with the 'C' word ('cept O'Donnell). I feel wretched. I deserve to be taken asside and have my nether regions fettled with a blunt instrument. Sorry. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I am quite disgusted at what I have read. It appears that while I've been away enjoying the aftermath of my lobotomy that the BASE community has turned tail away from the renegade path of the bunch I once knew and loved and turned into a collection of 8th grade essay writers. I hope I'm misreading the vibe and that the reason your half-assed attempts at reactive diatribe are so absolutely, utterly and, quite honestly, intolerably dull is because you are hopelessly, uncontrollably, completely and happily stoned on high grade smack. I've recently had time to reflect on this, our (and that's a selective "our" I'm using. You know if you're not included. You know because you don't feel BASE. You don't feel it cus you ain't done it. You're full of shit and you know it. There's a word for you. It's troll. You lurk and catch the lingo and then, in between bouts of squeezing adolescent acne from above the line of your dark, almost pubic unibrow you find amusement in unloading mid-term quality intellectual assertions in the hope that the high-end laptop that your dismally inadequate parents bought you as a surrogate for a first sexual experience will bring you a step closer to genuine human interaction. Who knows...you may even meet a real chick on line and get to slap nasties some time before you lose sight of that pathetic attempt to grow a reproductive organ which, to this day you could swear looks like Billy Joel munching his way out of a ripe pumpkin. When you piss, you still get your pubes wet. Shouldn't it have cleared them by now? It's not like they're really long it's just that without looking at a picture of Rosey O'Donnell it seems to point more sideways than outwards!!!) sacred and hallowed art and it's exponents. My conclusion was a happy one. You're all nuts. It's that simple. Now, imagine a world where that condition is considered virtuous. Oh sorry. I forgot. You already are. You think this is rad and hip and EXTREME and groovy and swell and fuck me...what is life like on your planet? When everyone else thinks differently YOU are the freak. That's not a good thing. You need to be locked up before you hurt someone. I heard of a guy who once trod on a cactus and got it stuck on his shoe. It didn't hurt him but it stuck in and in a attempt to remove it he tried to kick it off and flipped it up into his face where it pierced his lower lip. The cactus was about 2 feet long so he ran around the desert like a bipedal pachyderm (that's a two footed elephant you ignorant cunt) wailing and pissing and whining and generally looking pretty odd. There's no moral behind that. It's just a cool story that I like to tell people. Anyway...If you take a serious look at BASE jumpers (real BASE jumpers) they are not about jumping off things. Things can be jumped off of without a parachute and you can do it much closer to home than TF and Moab. They are about human experiences. They are the ones among the population that truely value the feeling that being really alive and conscious brings. They have figured out their smack / coke / MDMA / Rosey O'Donnell pictures and (other than smack / coke / Rosey going ass to ass with Oprah Winfrey) their values are extremely pure and well defined in their own minds. Perhaps not clearly articulated in words but felt internally with laser precision. There has always been much bull around BASE. There always will be. High fatality rate activities will promote consumer items as well as athletes sporting reefer (remember poor Jeff Emig?). I know we like it. I know you'd like to like it (but you've never tried it. You want it like Gary Coleman would like to rub chicken fat into the buttocks of the Reverend Jessie Jackson while he systematically licks the residues of Renne Zelweger's tractions from Donald Trumps hair) I know it must seem cool. It just isn't. It's spiritual, personal and frankly kinda odd. It's just falling off stuff. It don't make any more sense than that. Are you feelin' me? Of course not...you're a twat. I know I replied to Tree's post but this isn't directed at him. I may be high and have had part of my brain removed to allow me to continue to function in this limited incarcerated society but I'm not so stupid to as to insult a man who is 11' 4" and has to deal with the pain of emasculation with each passing day. In summary, this is getting boring. When the entertainment is gone there's nothing more than Bloggin going on here. Computer geekedness. If you wanna learn then ask questions. Technical questions. Knowing how a market will react to this phenomenon will not stop your asshole exiting your cranium when you get it wrong. There's little pride when things get elemental. Be a man. Wise up. 'Fess up or fuck off. I will now log in as Tom Aiello and delete this post. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Guys, Too kind. Thanks. I did wonder how long it would take for people to figure out we're one in the same but you BASE jumpers have to have an eye for detail and inevitably you caught me. Why'd ya think I never get banned? Perhaps it's time to meld the alter ego back into the one body. It's an awful lot of fun to have a good-looking, devil-may-care, large tooled doppelganger but we all have to come back to reality some time. It was fun while it lasted. Tom A. & $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Big boobs ? Sorry Tom, couldn't resist bsbd! Yuri. Big Boobs and a box...Mike Greer has big boobs but I wouldn't want to bang him. Besides he looks like a bulldog licking pi$$ off a thistle. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I didn't mean actually fuck him. I forgot who I was talking to. I mean be derisive...he's a newbie. Hope I got that straight in time and he can still walk. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Fuck him, he's a newbie. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Didn't I predict late march for the date? I thought I did. Then again, I'm extraordinarily high. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Whilst this is certainly true, so is the fact that if you delve back through the events preceding a consequence you will see that the consequence was absolutely preventable. Decisions made...consequences determined. PS sorry for disagreeing with you R. Please don't beat me up. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Pack volume. If you're a thalidamide victim going low, hand held with a super mushroom then the 1" may make a difference. Especially since your're lower to the ground to begin with. Try holding it with your toes...either of them. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I think it's time to retire, Tree. We've clearly lost our edge. Overtaken by the young hotshots again... $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

If you can see a belly button while you're in a manhole you need to flip him over. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

Think I know that particular freak. Fire me a PM. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

He looks like he just found out who the father is. Congrats big man. Best wishes to your deciduous family. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I strongly disagree. A language is the reflection of a culture. The reciprocal is also true. Language and culture are very closely related. Those who don't want foreigners to change things need to get realistic. Things will change. They have always changed. You are living in a snapshot colored by your own perceptions. It'll be over soon and you'll be dust. Hardly worth getting upset over. There's really no point in laying in front of this train. I suggest those who cling to the present should try to get out more. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I find that shooting up with smack usually takes the edge of it. It also makes the long drive a little more bearable. Semis can get awfully uncomfortable after 14 or so hours in the saddle. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.

I agree. Some A$$hole in a jeep waved at me last week. I managed to squeeze off 3 rounds from my .45 before he turned the corner. I think I got his spare. What's it all about? Oh, I drive an F150 btw. $kin. Prizes to anyone who gets to read my posts before Mr Aiello's son, Tom deletes them.