Sometimes finishing really isn’t worth it
Not when it just gets worse and worse, like it most certainly does in this spirited chase.
Hey, at least we’ve got a plurality of suckage here. This way they can share the burden of shame and hideousness, rather than suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous embarrassment alone.
Plus, you just gotta love the girl in the middle with the red hoodie. If there’s ever a next race for her (which, Joseph Smith willing, there won’t be), I think it might behoove her to practice the hurdling part instead of just perfecting her starting position. Just a thought.
Those poor, poor hurdles.