2000 miles of running away from bankers

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Where's the Bash Thread at? (Read 564 times)


Not in Chicago

    holy fuckman.

     

    I'm pretty sure I was ahead of him once in a race.  He picked up a glove I dropped.

     

    Apparently I should have framed it or something.  

    You suck. You should just quit. Jackass. Welcome back.

      holy fuckman.

       

      I'm pretty sure I was ahead of him once in a race.  He picked up a glove I dropped.

       

      Apparently I should have framed it or something.  

       

      I started one already. Have you seen the "Where's the program at?" thread.
        I know, right?

        Runners run.

          eek, 2 threads

           

          Thanks Ltrain and yes that Boston Prep 16 miler was not fun and I do remember picking up your glove, "moderately hilly" heh

            Hope we can scare up a picture of this morning's finish, that was a blast.

            E.J.
            Greater Lowell Road Runners
            Cry havoc and let slip the dawgs of war!

            May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your SPF30, may the rains fall soft upon your sweat-wicking hat, and until you hit the finish line may The Flying Spaghetti Monster hold you in the hollow of His Noodly Appendage.

            noonan


              Screw malmo, summer of Bash is where it's at.

                Good work this weekend, Bash!

                Runners run.

                  Ha thanks mikey
                    Congrats to the new Bashes!

                      Bash is kind of a big deal, he now graces the results page of Steamtown's website.

                       

                       

                      E.J.
                      Greater Lowell Road Runners
                      Cry havoc and let slip the dawgs of war!

                      May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your SPF30, may the rains fall soft upon your sweat-wicking hat, and until you hit the finish line may The Flying Spaghetti Monster hold you in the hollow of His Noodly Appendage.

                        Jill and Fil look a little happier to be there than Bash does.

                        Runners run.


                        SELFISH, like you.

                          Is that the guy who won the Eight ball for having a baby on the left?