There’s “Nope,” And Then There’s Alex Honnold-Grade Nope
So much nope. Extra-nopey, that one. Incalculable nopishness. So nope you can’t get over it; so nope you can’t go around it; so nope you can’t get under it — Nope!
No. Nicht. Nein. No F-ing way. *begin George Bush Senior voice* Not gunna do it. *end George Bush Senior voice*
Haven’t you watched The Guns of Navarone? Anthony Quayle loses a leg and gets poked on the bruise by Nazis first — and that’s the Best. Case. Scenario. Don’t you watch Roadrunner cartoons? Hint: You’re not the roadrunner. A bag of acme chalk is not going to save you.
To paraphrase Nancy Reagan: Just Say Nope!
3 thoughts on “There’s “Nope,” And Then There’s Alex Honnold-Grade Nope”
Yep. Yep-Sir. Yepsirreano, Bob.
This is fun.
Rock climbing may be for fools, but you get some really mean guns to go with that.
Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope. If you need that kind of adrenaline dump, live with a nine year old for a week…
Not for me
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