Hash

I ran with the Little Rock Hash from a warehouse parking lot in Jacksonville to the house of a woman who set a run with absolutely no shade on the hottest afternoon in the history of the universe. It sucked dicks. I was out for 51:36.

I PLAN TO STAB...
the next golf announcer who says "...giving a clinic."

OVERHEARD
"You know you're better and smarter than me, because that's the way you sound right now."
—clearly angry woman on a cellphone in a Kroger self-check-out line

"I know you're twenty-three. That's my point. Get another twenty years under your belt, and then we can talk about this."
—same woman in the Kroger parking lot, speaking loudly enough to turn heads across the lot