lagerstarfish
"There's no cure for being a c#nt"
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A week or two ago I heard a report of someone filming themselves on T Crack with a drone and shouting "CUNT!" on each failed attempt
I initially wrote this off as typical Sheffield grit boulderers superiority chat; probably trying to make fun of southerners like they do round here.
However, this week I was near there myself and could hear the gentle whine of what I think was a drone. It was pretty quiet compared to the drones I am used to hearing around Burbage valley and Stanage, so I didn't feel my usual need to stride over and start an argument - in fact, I was intrigued to see if this was the Cunty Drone Man. I asked Dolly if he could hear the whining possible drone noise - he could.
The main thing we could hear was a willow warbler singing away - a bit like a male chaffinch with a funny accent. All of a sudden we heard the familiar THWUMP of a body hitting foam - swiflty followed by a loud "CUNT!".
This was too much for us. We lay face down on our mats crying with laughter at the realisation that Cunty Drone Man was probably real.
As it happens, we were having too much fun climbing rough brown rocks to investigate further; and actually it felt better to leave the myth uninvestigated.
Has anyone else heard Cunty Drone Man?
How does he keep his drone so quiet?
Has he done T Crack yet?
Is there more than one CDM?
I am not interested in identifying or "outing" CDM; rather, I think we should celebrate him in all his cuntitude.
I initially wrote this off as typical Sheffield grit boulderers superiority chat; probably trying to make fun of southerners like they do round here.
However, this week I was near there myself and could hear the gentle whine of what I think was a drone. It was pretty quiet compared to the drones I am used to hearing around Burbage valley and Stanage, so I didn't feel my usual need to stride over and start an argument - in fact, I was intrigued to see if this was the Cunty Drone Man. I asked Dolly if he could hear the whining possible drone noise - he could.
The main thing we could hear was a willow warbler singing away - a bit like a male chaffinch with a funny accent. All of a sudden we heard the familiar THWUMP of a body hitting foam - swiflty followed by a loud "CUNT!".
This was too much for us. We lay face down on our mats crying with laughter at the realisation that Cunty Drone Man was probably real.
As it happens, we were having too much fun climbing rough brown rocks to investigate further; and actually it felt better to leave the myth uninvestigated.
Has anyone else heard Cunty Drone Man?
How does he keep his drone so quiet?
Has he done T Crack yet?
Is there more than one CDM?
I am not interested in identifying or "outing" CDM; rather, I think we should celebrate him in all his cuntitude.
