After sequestering myself with five others in a Blue Ridge mountain cabin for several days of vacation, we ventured out on Christmas Eve to Fire Wire Zip Lines. Walking up to the nondescript building that precluded a ride into the woods for the actual superzip "adventure" we were met with this vision of Santa Clause face down in the dirt. For some of the group, it was a welcome respite from being nervous about the coming drop, and for me it was a little bit of small-town hilarity in the village nestled amid mountains. I think we can all understand why Santa might get a little tired sometimes.
Funny and interesting. Thanks.
"Stadium Love" - Metric
Ben Palmer is a funny dude. I'm saving up to buy his book someday.
Some call it poverty - others call it a simpler life.
you're soooo edgy jr.
Come to the show on Chistmas Eve