Claim. You claim.
Step by step, as demonstrated at Tuckerman Ravine in New Hampshire, it goes: huck yourself off a massive ice fall; roll the windows down like you just shat your pants; botch the landing like acid-influenced nose job; tomahawk into tomorrow, losing both your skis; roll out of aforementioned tomahawk; and then CLAIM IT LIKE A FUCKING BOSS.
The kid was going to end up on the internet one way or another after that yard sale — he simply chose to own it.
