Hasn't it been another interesting week out at the Arapiles Pines lovely Chockstoners?
Derek my M10 love says that the events were all a storm in a tea cup, because if they were really drinking hard then they wouldn't remember any of it. He says that an interesting thing also happened at the dragons lair as well as at the velcrogoatfest, but you may not have heard about it, so he gave this to me to post.
Public relations.
Three English sport climbers on holiday from the Blue Mountains were in the Nati bar and spotted a Taswegian trad climber. So, one of the Sports climbers walked over to the Trad climber, tapped him on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, I hear Trad climbing is for drunken losers."
"Oh really, hmm, didn't know that."
Puzzled, the Sports climber walked back to his mates. "I told him Trad climbing is for drunken losers, and he didn't care." The second Sport climber remarked, "You just don't know how to set him off...watch and learn." So, the second Sports climber walked over to the Tradster, tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I hear Trad climbers are lying, cheating, idiotic, noisy, low-life, barbaric, fun-confusing, scum!"
"Oh really, hmm, didn't know that."
Shocked beyond belief, the Sports climber went back to his mates. "You're right. He's unshakable!"
The third Sport climber remarked, "Boys, I'll really tick him off... just watch." So the third Sport climber walked over to the Tradster, tapped him on the shoulder and said, "I hear you are a sportclimber!"
"Yeah, that's what your mates were trying to tell me, but I didn't know if they were carrying hammers or not."
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