My skis are much more than metal, wood and glass fiber. They are my tools of evasion. My way to express myself. They are my way to surpass my fears and share incredible moments with my friends.
Candide Thovex (soz for the bad translation, didn't find it in english anywhere)
This ain't rollerblading! This is real skiing on real mountains on real snow on real jumps on real cliffs...
(defo not the best but one of the most memorable i guess)
Skiing is like sex: You're fast as hell once you know it's gonna happen, so many grabs and positions, you're in heaven when you stomp that shit hard, you butter around on a rainy day, it's always better with pillows, it's more exciting to it in others' private properties, it's better with a few more people, the best is when it's virgin, the deeper you go the better it is, you feel awesome when you come out of the pipe, once you're done you can stay like that for a couple hours, make sure to watch out for trannies.
a fried and i. needs working on
