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I'm the real /out/doorsman. You, on the other hand, are all posers. Your "best gear"? It's the worst gear. You wouldn't know about good gear. I'm the one with the best gear. Me, the true outdoorsman. That photo you just posted? It's not yours. You're a poser. You've never been there. That trail you walked? That's a bullshit trail for little bullshit pussies. Little bullshit pussies like you. If you need a bullshit trail at all, you're a little bullshit pussy. I, the true outdoorsman, barge through the wilderness without trails. That mountain you climbed is pussy shit too, by the way. GPS? Compass? Sextant? Nonsense. I don't need those little kiddie toys to navigate, unlike you. I don't even have to look at the stars, I don't even have to try and navigate. I can sense Mother Earth's magnetic field like a migrating bird. I literally can't get lost. Build cairns? Kick over cairns? Both wrong choices. Pussy choices. Poser choices. When I see a cairn I only make the RIGHT decision. The CORRECT one. I bet you're looking at this post from indoors right now, on a computer. I've never seen a manmade structure in my entire life. I post on and browse this board exclusively by using smoke signals. So yeah, you're gay. I'm the true outdoorsman, and you're shit.