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icedThe following is an excerpt from a 2012 interview I did with him on his first time skiing.
...Heh this reminds me of my first time [skiing]. I got skiing lessons and I was speeding down the bunny hill trying to stop. The instructor kept yelling "PIZZA PIZZA" but I was panicking too much to concentrate. I ended up colliding with some little kid. I was fine, but my knee slammed into the kid's head, resulting in a major concussion. Blood was everywhere. Then the boys dad, a tall, husky fellow started yelling at me saying that I killed his son so he pulled his ski mask off and I was face to face with the father of the child I just killed. Black, slightly fraying hair. A receding hairline indicated he was going naked soon. Thick eyebrows, complimented with a goatee resembling General Zod. He proceeded to breathe fire on my face until it was nothing but a skull covered in burned, charred flesh. But miraculously, I survived. I decided to get back at the father by impaling him with one of my ski poles. The pole went through his abdomen, probably punctured his intestines. He would die a slow, painful, septic death as the bacteria in his colon would destroy the rest of his internal organs, but then he just laughed and caked me, and I quote "a foolish young boy who has much to learn." Figuring that further conflict was pointless, I decided to runaway from the ski lodge and move to Mt. Bachelor...