Gator's in the house

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Who Knew?

Shawn aka Kermit
The Gator's had our very own
Marathon Man!


11 Comments:

At 8:52 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Damn Kerm, much respect on these flicks. That takes unbelievable committment to compete in marathons. I had no idea. Yo, you're a mystery wrapped in an enigma. Much respect, my brother.

Ant Black

 
At 5:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

kermit did you finish, much love .. larry love

 
At 6:38 PM, Blogger Kermit said...

Ant, I wouldn't say I "compete" in marathons...it's not like the winners have anything to worry about from me. However Larry, I do finish...that picture with my hands up is not because I being robbed...but because as you cross the finish line they ask that you raise your hand so you don't block your number. Thanks.

 
At 6:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah Larry! Any imbecile knows that you never block your number when you crossing the finish line! But what I always wondered was does the official photographer stick around until every shmoe crosses the finish line. I mean some of these people come in 5 & 6 hours after the race is over just to say they didn't quit. Not you of course Kerm. But the chick that was running behind you? She looks like she got cramps in her pinky toes.

Ant Black

 
At 7:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

kermit my bad i thought u needed some water ... larry

 
At 9:23 PM, Blogger Kermit said...

Ant, there are photographers but they don't pics of everyone...there are electronic cameras along the course and at the finish line that take photos of everyone...They do actually close shop after a certain amount of hours...I think 6...Larry I did need water and lots of it.

 
At 9:43 PM, Blogger Kermit said...

Part 1:I was living upstate...my son was 20 months old and having a fever induced seizure...the paramedics station was 2 blocks away...I tried to run there to get help...got about a block before I had to stop out of exhaustion...fortunately my wife had the presence of mind to call 911...I promised myself I would get into better shape.

Part 2: Back in NYC for a couple of years...forgot about my promise...meet up with Grand Poo for lunch:
Grand Poo: Kerm, you're fat.

Kerm: You joke too much.

Grand Poo: Seriously you're fat.

Kerm: Nah, I'm just wearing my clothes loose.

Grand Poo: Then why are your pants folding over at the waist?

Kerm: (out loud) whatever, man. (too myself) I hate this m***f***, I hope he goes to the bathroom so I can spit in his food.

So those are reasons I started to run...but I do so now because I love it.

 
At 1:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

What about all that water stuck in your head??? you can't seem to jog that out of you....(i'm just sayin)

 
At 4:49 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Anthony is crazy...no he did not say she looks like she has cramps in her pinky toes...lol...cute toes or coo toes (whatever the hell you guys say) to Shawn...or Sean ...whichever way you spell your name..I know you are into spell checking folks...

 
At 8:40 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

KERMIT I MUST SAY YOU ARE IN VERY GOOD SHAPE FOR A MAN YOUR AGE.

 
At 7:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow! To you younger cats, that must have sounded just like a genuine compliment from kindell. ME, I heard something about tuition gettin paid and nothing in return.

Grand Poo

 

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