I remember when hacky sack was big. My cousin used to refer to it as “the dance of the unemployed”Dude must kill it at hacky sack
It was a great, social, mildly athletic way to kill time standing around. Great for high school stoners, raft guides at the put in, other cliques I may or may not have been tangled up in.I remember when hacky sack was big. My cousin used to refer to it as “the dance of the unemployed”
I wonder if he counts that as a ski day?Next time you’re bored at the bunny slope.,.