baaaah..., you're all a bunch of limp wristed girlie p00fs.
lessons are what your fat, soft in the head, choccie eclair eating, better homes and gardens reading, life coached, ugly arsed missus wants you to get in the two hours she gives you away from her and your ugly, whinging fat kids on a sunday arvo as a 'gift' and then, has the hide to calls it 'your time', as if she's some couch dwelling, jiggly armed god
give yourself five, no six good punches to the nuts, they been doing your thinking for way too long now. besides from the sounds of it, they're not big enough to be even thinking for themselves, let alone to have guided you into the hole you now call your life
strap on a footy boot, kick that b!tch square in the face and tell her in no uncertain terms that you'll be back when YOU have decided that you've learned to kite by YOURSELF.
then get out there and do it. fnck that trainer kite sh!t, what are you training for? to learn how to use a kite? to learn to learn...? harden up douche bag, trainer kites are just the 'mans' way of squeezing more money out of you and feeding you more fear and self doubt, the very same kind of which you now left behind with a hard footy boot kick to the face, remember?
now i'm sure it was con****ious or one of those other fruits who spent way too long alone by themselves in their dressing gowns, who once said, 'YOU ONLY LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES', notice how i wrote that last bit in big letters there boy, thats cause it means i'm shouting it at 'ya, i learned that from one of these other soft p00fs right here on this forum, you know the type, fifteen years old over a hundred posts and still don't own a kite, what a sad state of affairs this g@y place has become, but more about that later for i digress, where was i... oh yeah thats right.
YOU ONLY LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES, one more time for your dumb ar$e, YOU ONLY LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES. so get out there and learn boy. the only way. the fncking hard way!!!!
i tell you, whats the point of forking out good money for some tosser who thinks his better than you, who treats you like the baby he obviously thinks you are, to hold your hand like a little girl who needs toilet training and show you how its done. you're not a girl are you boy, you can potty by yourself can't you, well stand up and learn like a man.
now, be wary of any fruit who ends their posts with 'see ya and good winds'
these are the same coniving, primary school dwelling in a trench coat, weirdos who'll wanna sucker you in to buying the trainer kite that you're once limp wrists now don't need.
besides, you don't want good winds boy, you want scary winds, b!tch slappin' winds, winds that make the trees scream in fear.
thats when you'll get your pudgy office hiding ar$e out there and learn.
and trust me here sunshine, by the time the local medical emergencies know you by your first name, you, like myself, will be the hardest fncking kiter around, and revered like the god you have become by all, and you'll leave behind these here soft and boring seabreeze fruits, who kite in helmets and impact vests and strap cameras on their heads to show the world how g@y and soft their kiting is... because you my boy, will kite like a man.
and don't forget about the link