noticer of lame claims wrote:
I don't know how they could type thatwith a straight face. Before Asher and Laz, 70 miles was nothing. Knock it out quick and fast. And you're good for a relaxing day in the heartland. Go play football. No struggle. No exhaustion. Not knackered a bit.
After Asher caught him unawares, he dropped to the 40s. Now with Laz watching, he barely can finish 50, stumbling, falling on his face, sitting on the highway, sleeping on the highway, broken toe, wearing Laz's clothes, no concept of socks or shoes. What an idiot. A complete frickin poser. Unanimous Idiot of the Year hands down.
This is LetsRun, you're allowed to say what you really mean.