Wednesday, November 24, 2010


Yeah... This makes me want to knit one of those sweaters:

The powder was so phat-- so gnarly-wicked-awesome-- that Rolfe experienced a temporary loss of sanity, threw back his head, and broke the breathless silence of the crisp, mountain air with a shout of unadulterated bliss.  (You really have to be a boarder to understand.)

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