The Russian skier

Remember in April when we went snowboarding. We had an amazing day and even got to hit frog knocker. Then all of a sudden, this kid starts talking to us, turns out he was Russian and his name was Nick o lie. He offer us some weed, and offered us vodka, and he ripped it on skis. That’s the day we met a Russian skier

He’s a Russian skier

He’s a Russian skier

He was like a kid but had a mustache but came from the east coast. He wore bright ass rainbow jumpsuit but he liked vodka the most. He fell a few times but didn’t die, we rode to the end of the day until we wave to him goodbye. That’s the day we met a Russian skier.