Well I hope everyone had a nice Christmas and they woke up on Christmas morning to find something in their stockings or failing that some presents (the old jokes are the best).As usual it was another white Christmas but as we're stuck up a mountain it didn't take Michael fish to predict that. More importantly it was a white Boxing day and so on. Slowly all the small rock are getting covered leaving only the very large 'rip the edge from skis' rocks visible which is slightly better news for the ski shops who are still living in dread of the mangled return of the brand new pair of crossmax skis they just hired out for the first time.
As everyone who was in the
Kalico knows Christmas eve night was busiest evening so far with more people swapping spit than you can count. I could leave it there but for a couple of honourable mentions most notably
Pia(bum) giving
Yaffa(Cristal)'s tonsils a thorough cleaning at every convenient moment.
Kerry(Jump) was also being very friendly with a certain co-working barman and several members of that certain ski company that run the Dahu who I can't name for fear of further verbal reprisals.
It was the morning after that was more memorable when I joined the bar staff for a festive lunch down in La Tania at the Ski lodge. Using the principle that to avoid getting a hangover you just carry on drinking when you wake up. The bar staff started lunch pissed and went down hill from there.
After waking up to the sound of you ass being plunged by your roommate Tim(Isba) managed to go from a level of ìdrunkî to ìOliver Reedî. His liver is currently suing him for separate custody. It was a miracle that he made it back to 1850 in time to start his shift but then they say Christmas is a time of miracles. It was another miracle that
Rob Artois(Ski Higher) managed to get away with just some singed pubes after performing a flaming lady boy in the Jump bar.
