 The teens are so horny in this city, they need to be spayed like dogs or shot like deer. And no, he's not a mutant, he just doesn't know how to dress himself. Those pants are, like, mid-thigh on him. Idiot. |
 worm surveys the terrain with a seasoned yet eager eye. |
 Families from all over the city come running over to enjoy this marvelous slope. |
 Some teenagers take a break from rutting to practice snowboarding. Good on them. |
 "C'mon kid, quitcher cryin'. 'S fun, you'll enjoy it. It'll put some hair on your damn chest." |
 I like the almost autumnal effect to this wintral landscape. Here, you see an accident occuring at the bottom of the hill. Heh. |
 I swear to gods, worm just pitched himself down the hill to hit that wicked little ramp! |
 ...ooh, and it was not a pleasant landing... |
 A younger kid just starts to hit the resonance before the ramp... |
 ...he survives it and takes the leap pretty good. |
 "C'mon kid, quitcher cryin'. I said I was sorry 'bout last time. This time it'll be fun. Ya gotta grow up some-damn-time." |
 Worm's roommate, Hans, happened to be crosscountry skiing in the area. How fortuitous! |
 He thought it'd be funny to race worm down the hill. Everyone else did too. And it was! |
 They're standing peacefully at the bottom now, but Hans actually waxed out midway down the slope pretty badly. Heh. |
 He decided to try out the ramp, and the resonance alone rocked him pretty hard... |
 ...ugh, you can see what the ramp itself did to him. Harsh. Stay the course, Hans! |
 Hmm. Is worm really bad with cameras or is he especially talented? I look like the ghost of gothic winter. |
 Later on, back at La Casita, worm warms up with an ice-cold Diet Coke. |
 I'm not usually this ugly, but Alexis tends to upstage me so I look like crap. What're ya gonna do. |
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The teens are so horny in this city, they need to be spayed like dogs or shot like deer. And no, he's not a mutant, he just doesn't know how to dress himself. Those pants are, like, mid-thigh on him. Idiot.
worm surveys the terrain with a seasoned yet eager eye.
Families from all over the city come running over to enjoy this marvelous slope.
Some teenagers take a break from rutting to practice snowboarding. Good on them.
"C'mon kid, quitcher cryin'. 'S fun, you'll enjoy it. It'll put some hair on your damn chest."
I like the almost autumnal effect to this wintral landscape. Here, you see an accident occuring at the bottom of the hill. Heh.
I swear to gods, worm just pitched himself down the hill to hit that wicked little ramp!
...ooh, and it was not a pleasant landing...
A younger kid just starts to hit the resonance before the ramp...
...he survives it and takes the leap pretty good.
"C'mon kid, quitcher cryin'. I said I was sorry 'bout last time. This time it'll be fun. Ya gotta grow up some-damn-time."
Worm's roommate, Hans, happened to be crosscountry skiing in the area. How fortuitous!
He thought it'd be funny to race worm down the hill. Everyone else did too. And it was!
They're standing peacefully at the bottom now, but Hans actually waxed out midway down the slope pretty badly. Heh.
He decided to try out the ramp, and the resonance alone rocked him pretty hard...
...ugh, you can see what the ramp itself did to him. Harsh. Stay the course, Hans!
Hmm. Is worm really bad with cameras or is he especially talented? I look like the ghost of gothic winter.
Later on, back at La Casita, worm warms up with an ice-cold Diet Coke.
I'm not usually this ugly, but Alexis tends to upstage me so I look like crap. What're ya gonna do.