There are some things that I just don’t understand the point of doing. Rock climbing being one of them. Is there some sort of magical free pussy at the top of all rocks? I mean what is the reward to justify this risk?

Anywho, these guys got up one morning and decided to climb some rocks. Roooooar. At the end of that day, they were thinking “why did we decide to climb rocks? Did I just wet myself?”.

Sidenote: List closely for them screaming on the way down. Am I the only one who was reminded of Will Ferrell in ‘Wedding Crashers’ by this? “I’m hang gliding! Ahhh, I’m dead.”

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