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#Shit Runners Don’t Say

20 Jan

First off, I’ve added a “Stop Censorship” Anti-SOPA banner to my blog, cuz that shit is whack.

Secondly, I’m rushing this post before going off to a date with my lovely girlfriend (swag).  But inspired by my Sh*t Runners Say post and the youtube video “Shit Nobody Says”

, here is my rendition of Shit Runners Don’t Say


“I love watching race-walking”

Still more interesting than the WNBA.


“I’m glad I drank 2 4 lokos last night!” (*this only applies to the offseason/runners who drink in season (a.k.a. not me))

post loko 20miler? Not happening.


“Go with the Rivals”

Old Dyestat joke, some of you will get it.

“I love doing triples!” (Dual meet 4×800, mile, 2mile)



Stress fractures are the best!

Everybody knows at least one girl who has gone clubbing in "The Boot"


Man, runners have such big boobs!

Lol, false.


“I can’t believe I ate that (insert junk food treat), I feel so guilty :(” (*applies to guys only)



“Man the coverage of the track meet on TV was great!”

Track On TV <<<<< Track IRL


No More Teenage Dreams…Y’all.

15 Jul

So today is my birthday.  I turned 20 at midnight .
So naturally I spent the first 2 hours of my bday doing what a 20 year old should do, crying at a Harry Potter movie:



It was an emotional night for me y’all.  So symbolistic.  At the same time that I was leaving my teenage years behind, the Harry Potter series that was a major part of my childhood finally came to an end.

And what an end it was.



I enjoyed every minute of cheering for Mrs. Weasley pwning the Marla Singer  Bellatrix Lestrange, Hermione kissing that ugly ginger, and Albus confessing his gay love for Harry Potty.  Thanx for being such a huge part of my life y’all, Never Forget the magical times we’ve had ❤


Of course now that I no longer have “Teenage Dream(s)” (Via Katy Perry), I had to go do something manly as balls.
Shootin’ guns y’all.

Kick down the do' with my loaded Fo-Fo!


Lemme Tell you, if you ever get within 8 yards of me, I’m gunna hit you with that kill shot.





No longer can I blame my actions on being a dumb teenager.

No longer can I hit on 16 year olds.

No longer can I be 16 and pregnant.

One more year until I can ‘be crazy’


Thanks for the cake bro!