Anybody got any good stories of fights that happened while skiing? i know most of the fights i get into happen at the mountain...this one time i was in line at the lift, and this kid behind me kept pokin my ski with his pole. i know the kid, i also hate him, but i'm not a dick so i turn around and tell him to stop. he does it more. i tell him to stop one more time. he pounds the tops of my skis a couple times and then starts laughing. i turn around and fucking bash his brand new teneightys that hes so proud of.(i had brand pretty new fugatives). he smacks me in the shoulder with his ski pole and i get on the lift. so at the top he comes up to me, alone, i'm with six more of my friends(this is my home mountain, i'm here everyday, and i know a lot of people there, hes a fudgie from downstate) he takes off his skis and poles and tries to start a fight. i keep mine on...this kid is so pathetic, seriously, that my friends and i leave, like its not worth it.anyway, later on that day one of my friends was just standing at the top of one of our hills steepest slopes and the little bitch pushes my friend off of the lip. he skis off but one run later we corner the bastard and beat him with our ski poles.
i was bored, so i wrote it down