The year you were put on this earth (thanks mom and dad!!):
Pretty much the year that leggings with elastic heel bottoms and big baggy t-shirts and puffy hair were cool.
Where do you hail from?:
I hail from were they grow some sweet ass potatoes. (Pemberton BC)
What pays the rent (and supports your powder habit??!):
Getting 10 different jobs at a time. Everything from picking up horse poop to baby sitting dogs to counting mountain goats on Mt Meager to waitressing at the Wildwood in Pemby to doing oil changes for my girls.
I like:
The smell of 2 stroke in the morning. Nothing like loading your sled up at 6am all stoked for a good day of sledding.
I don't like (you're THAT picky?!):
When your sled breaks down or get stuck in tit's deep powder while your friends rupe around you while you are digging your little heart away.
Favorite food mmmmm:
Egg, cheese, tomato, lettuce, avocado sandwiches on rye.
Favorite bevy:
Jack Daniels and pick me up martini's
Favorite place for apres:
The massage table...sickest place in town.
My favourite run:
Nothing like power laps through Kybers with the girls. I like going up the Rutherford too.
My favourite music to shred to:
The sound of your friends whipping through the tree's giggling hooting and hollering.
First run of the day (WAKE UP!!):
Letting my dog out in the morning to poop.
Last run of the day (cruuuuuisin down):
Blasting into lot 8 trying to find my truck
Ski, snowboard, or AC/DC (snowboard and ski, chyea!):
Snowboard and sled, is that an option?
Snowboarding or skiing ability (newbie? or shredder extrordinaire??!):
Alright well Im about to toot my own horn - toot!
Why I should be Miss Powder Mountain in under 250 words (*ahem*!!):
People have told me "you're the one that brings the laughs". I believe that I can get people to have a great time at whatever they are doing. You have to accept whatever life throws at you, wether good or bad. Make the best of life, live it to it's capacity! Now lets shred some pow.....
Make us laugh, let's hear a joke!:
Everyone likes dirty jokes, I hope I don't offend anyone, sorry if I do...
A Policeman pulls a blonde in a sports car over for speeding and is trying to explain to her what and where her driver's license might be. After she eventually gives him her driver's license, he asks for registration.
Getting another blank blonde look from her, he explains, "It's that little piece of paper you get with your car and you keep it in the glove compartment."
"Ah," she says as she bends over to get it. While she is looking through the glove compartment, the officer unzips his pants and pulls his magic wand out.
Excited that she had found her registration, she turns around and looks up. A look of dismay crosses her face and she says, "Oh, no! Not another breathalizer test!"
Tell us three funny things you think you could get people to do at the party on December 3th at The Longhorn...be creative!:
1) Tell them there is free booze samples in the downstairs bathroom - Im sure at least 10 Aussie's will book it down to the bathroom.
2) Have the "longest chest bumping" contest. You know when dude's get all stoked and chest bump each other, well whoever (male or female) shoots their opponent across the room wins.
3) Getting the dude with the thickest beard or mustache to take a muff diver shot.
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Julie-Ann Chapman
