I sit now in Lone Peak high school for a debate tournament. While I wait for the next mind-numbingly boring round to start, I can't help but pray that I will get out of here soon and head towards 12" of fresh at snowbird.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Shredding be thy Name.
Thy kingdom come.
Powder days be done,
On earth as it is in the terrain park.
Give us this day our daily shred.
And forgive us our yard sales,
As we forgive gapers that yard sale before us.
And lead us not into Moguls;
But deliver us from ski Schools:
For thine is the Cirque,
the Mineral Basin, and the Road to Provo,
Forever and ever.
Good Luck to everyone with finals coming up
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