I caught the hare yesterday! And I didn't do it the Smut Mutt or Bloody Z way, cutting miles off trail, but I actually followed trail, stopped at all the booze checks, and even waited at the boob check (but that's just 'cuz I wanted to see the hot new virgin naked). Yeah, I know, I rock!
Can't believe how shitfaced I got the night before a race. Don't expect a PR from me today.
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How'd the 1/2 go? You would be proud- I grabbed a beer from some dude at mile 5 yesterday at the bridge run.... tear :)
hey don't forget it's dad's birthday today. Wait...it's his birthday here...what day is it over there?
Anyway, April 2nd. Call him.
Getting shitfaced before a race can (and does) lead to many a PR. I have learned this from experience!
Jealousy is a sin. DRINK!
BTW, Penile Probe can no longer say "I've never been snared". He was almost as easy to catch as the Pittsburg wanker.
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