When the shit hits a mom
April 13, 2010
I looked around, and sure enough, the farmers had taken this beautiful day of Spring to spread some shit. Now don't get me wrong, I understand a farmer has got to do what a farmer has got to do. But the smell was just nauseating, and in a desperate attempt to get away from it, I started to run faster, and faster, and faster!
And when I got home in record breaking time, I said to myself: 'Isn't it great that as a runner, you can outrun the shit?'