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interesting. at our mtn us liftys are not allowed to have anyone in our lift shack that isn't an employee. and with the amount of important crap in my shack I sure as shit wouldn't want people coming in to roast blunts. but if i'm on ride break and i meet up with someone in a smoke shack in the woods, different story
I'll do it anytime there's good snow, won't do it to ski groomers or lap the park, but than again i suck at park and haven't progressed since 2005/6 outside of the occasional back/front/ Lincoln and a randOm rail here and there when I feel like potentially busting my ass
in one of the lifty huts at my hill a fire extinguisher exploded and the whole thing filled with white smoke shit and there was stuff bellowing out the door.
somewhat irrelevant but it looked like it was being hotboxed.
Your wife catches you back flipping your Shane Huck Doll off of your computer while watching the McConkey teaser.
You wake up in the morning and your legs won't work because you have been holding a mute grab in your sleep.
Also, you are throwing a cork (in your dreams, because that is the only place you can throw one without hurting yourself) you wake up face down on the floor, but you are stoked because you are still holding the grab.
Someone asks you what you do for a living and your reply starts with. "You probably wouldn't understand".
Your attic is full of old skis that you will never ski on again, but you can't throw them away because you are still emotionally attached.
You ask your wife if you can name your newborn child Steeze. She says no but she is surprised to learn that the middle name on the birth certificate is Afterbang.