Letter: A Lo blow
A Lo blow
It was with great amusement that I read roger Marolt’s letter to the editor about Tony Vagneur accidentally mistaking me for a woman (“Let the games begin,” letters, April 8, The Aspen Times).
I was absolutely flattered, because when it comes to looking at people’s derrières, hindsight is 20-20. The funny thing is that whenever I see Roger Marolt skiing, which is seldom because he hardly does it anymore, I often get the uneasy feeling he sorely lacks a Y chromosome.
If I look like a woman, then Roger Marolt sure as hell skis like one, and may even be one. He’s way beyond gene therapy treatment at his age. Kettle, meet the pot.