So Josh and I did our good deed of the month and got up at 4 or something ridiculous on Sunday to go teach Rock 1 in Spanaway. Fully expecting, of coarse, to get drenched all day long without interuption. Not one drop. Couldn't believe it! Overall a decent day. Saw Walt (serious yet witty as always), taunted John (who turns fifty today!), and chitchated with Jim (who will flirt with almost anyone!)
The rest of the instructors I was stuck with were a bunch of tools so that kind of sucked. And one snotty basic (bitch, if you weren't fucking taking forever to shake your ass up there, I wouldn't be spewing beta!) But it didn't dampen my spirits. Still schooled 'em by styling the chimmney stemming the aretes!
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