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I was once went on a ski trip in jr. high. We had to learn the very basics before we could ski on the big hill. I never got off the bunny slope.
 
In my time, I've been burned, stabbed, shot, hit by a car which was doing 55, fallen off shit, drank about a cup of gasoline while trying to get the hang of siphoning gas... it's a fucking miracle I survived my 20s.
 
I could do with less of the UncleWeegX Retard Comedy Hour, BUT... I guess if it wasn't makin' somebody happy, he'd have been ejected like a mouthful of egg salad that's gone off.