dude, all of the boarders in southern california are all pretty 'bro brah' (in a bad way) when it comes to skiing. i had to give the manager of a shop o'connells contact info and he gave me one of those weird ass ''what-in-the-living-fuck-is-this?'' looks and asked 'wait, he skis now?' like it's a bad thing. i hate living here.
i curse your pubes with the fleas of a thousand camels