On my ski trip over the spring holiday, I had to deal with the YUCK factor of special red wax, that extra goopy, extra stringy mess that makes you want to just scratch fish scales into even your best pair of racing skis. I ended up carrying along dog hair, pine needles, and more dirt that you could ever imagine on our afternoon outing.
But, just like most things in life, it could have been MUCH worse...
How about getting a lemming stuck in your klister?
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