Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Gentlemen, a bobsled is a very simple thing.

I've been copping out on posting anything of literary value recently, but one of the benefits of keeping up a daily non-handwritten journal is that I get to post multimedia awesomeness and call it an entry.

Today's whole-lotta-nothing is brought to you by the greatest underdog film in history. When you look in the mirror and tell me what you see, when you have ambitions of living in Buckingham Palace, when you want to name the bobsled Tallulah, when you're not smoking (you're breathing), when the sled god's on the air, you know what time it is.

It's time for some Cool Runnings.

To the man in the orange suit!

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