Well, the car ride up from Fresno to Yosemite was filled with wisdom from our new climbing mentor. I’m not going to lie to you, we pretty much covered two subjects. “Are we gonna die?” and “What about poop?” Both left Timmy open to scare the shit out of us, make us feel secure, and giggle like little girls.
At least Timmy is hella funny, now I know you guys are gonna be fine.
Can’t stop thinking about you guys today. Hope all is going well and you haven’t been pissed or shit on yet.
you mean unsecure, right?
I meant, insecure, right?
“F-N Euros… we always blame it on the Euros…” classic
I know that barn!