The time right before a race that your nerves outweigh your anticipation. No matter what, you have to race somewhere first to blast your load before they fire the gun.
Also, this applies to the general fruity, aromatic smell that wafts from the porto-s & alleys throughout the rest of the racing audience.
Also, this applies to the general fruity, aromatic smell that wafts from the porto-s & alleys throughout the rest of the racing audience.
by dickyball June 21, 2010
I was running at a good pace, but the runner's poop sneaked up on me at mile five and I had to turn back.
by Lisita February 26, 2012