Showing posts with label running. Show all posts
Showing posts with label running. Show all posts

Friday, December 12, 2008

i hate these fucking people

“It’s literally like running next to a cheetah,” Chambers [sic]aid.


yeah. we get that shit a lot, too.

alternate title for this post: honey, i love you so much that i called the fucking nytimes.

we hope someone calls the nytimes for our next birthday present. yes, we want someone to pay Bon Iver to watch Old School and drink Guinness with us.