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I just want to know what you would say if you walked outside to see someone clicking into your skis.
I'd probably do this to them...
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... then they would look like this...
Earlier this season i saw someone clicking into what i suspected as my skis, because they were the same ski with the same binding and our skis were both fairly new. I was rather shocked and i told my friend. "Shit! i think that kid is stealing my skis" ( the kid was a bit smaller than me and had a ski school jacket on). Before i could stop him my friend walked up to him dub ejected him and pushed him over and said, "STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BOYS SKIS!" I looked over and realized my skis were on the rack a few dozen feet away. I felt really bad and helped him up.
ya, fun timez.
One time I seperated my skis at the resort and never had to worry about this ;)
on another note how funny would it be to hide in the trees next to a difficult run, wait for someone to yard sale, then ride out of the woods, pick up thier skis acting like you are going to help the poor guy out. he'd be pretty stoked that someone was helping him out, but right as you get near to him you just bomb away from him.
its a funny thought, but if anyone ever did it they are a total douche...
Walk up to the guy and in a calm yet serious voice say something like "Do you know what the word 'nemesis' means? "A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent." Personified in this case by a horrible cunt: me."
yeah.
I would steal his skis and sell them! Then get him busted for stealing mine :)
Haha this thread is amazing. Something like this happened to me last year actually. My hill is really small, so when I go into the lodge I just lay my skis up against the window and sit on the other side. So anyways...I was about halfway through my lunch when I saw two kids who were probably 13-14 scoping out my skis. I'm like meh, maybe they just think they're cool, whatever. Well, one of the little fuckers grabbed my skis and started walking away. I was sitting probably 10 feet from the door, so I walked outside and went straight up to the kid and was like "uhhh whatcha doin?" He dropped my skis on the ground and he and his friend bolted for the parking lot without even saying a word. I was really glad it didn't escalate into anything worse, but it definitely got my blood pumping.
...and that is the fantastic story of how my skis were almost stolen!
Cool story, Hansel.
