I was not naked and masturbating on a ski lift!

One time I was a single getting into the gondola at Kilington and I got on with two older guys and an older lady (each of them had to be at least 60). On the ride up one of the guys asked if I would mind if they smoked. I said no problem expected the guy to light up a Marlboro instead he sparked a bone about the size of your middle finger. The old lady then broke out a big flask of cherry brandy.

I was looped by the time I got off the lift.

My friends I was skiing with were pissed because that stuff always happens to me.

 

Hell, I'M pissed that that stuff always happens to you.

 

I remember days, and evenings, of recreational drugs, alcohol and skiing.
Ah, to be young again.

 

Get the Beatles to do the theme.

Or it could be a beer commercial:

Real American hero! Mister commando-weed-torchin-naked-ski-lift-rider!