Congratulations, after a long arduous career full of sipping cold ones and living on your college roommate's couch you’ve finally earned the title of “King of the Mountains”. Trumpets sound as the red carpet is rolled out from the parking lot where you’ve parked your 1984 Toyota Pickup all the way to the Gondola line. Your legions of adoring subjects clamor to get a touch of your irreplaceable Budweiser Ski Suit fit for royalty. It truly is a blessed day for the kingdom. Long Live the king.
Congratulations, after a long arduous career full of sipping cold ones and living on your college roommate's couch you’ve finally earned the title of “King of the Mountains”. Trumpets sound as the red carpet is rolled out from the parking lot where you’ve parked your 1984 Toyota Pickup all the way to the Gondola line. Your legions of adoring subjects clamor to get a touch of your irreplaceable Budweiser Ski Suit fit for royalty. It truly is a blessed day for the kingdom. Long Live the king.