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New Balance Commercial (Read 814 times)


Non ducor, duco.

    ymmv


      excellent! my favorite is the 'why sport' commercial from a few years ago: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ypXbj_JUE2M
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      rectumdamnnearkilledem

        These are good, too: bench rain

        Getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to

        remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.    

             ~ Sarah Kay

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        rectumdamnnearkilledem

          excellent! my favorite is the 'why sport' commercial from a few years ago: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ypXbj_JUE2M
          You know...there have been many times where I've thought to myself "as long as an attacker is slow I can surely outrun him." Wink

          Getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to

          remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.    

               ~ Sarah Kay

          PWL


          Has been

            I still kind of like this one from Brooks: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pa8lGT_Tki8

            "Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, 'In this world, Elwood, you must be' - she always called me Elwood - 'In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant.'  Well, for years I was smart.  I recommend pleasant."

            ymmv


              You know...there have been many times where I've thought to myself "as long as an attacker is slow I can surely outrun him." Wink
              yes! jason, or freddie or whoever gets 'chicked'! which reminds me, its not a video, but i like this, too. especially the picture: http://www.coloradorunnermag.com/media/features/Issue17_LighterSide.pdf
                I kinda like this one...Heather Mitts - Goodbye Girl Must be the song. Wink

                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.