I'm pretty sure he didn't arrive to Warrior Dash wearing this Swamp Thing costume ...
There's a rip in the fabric of the universe! Heroes are bleeding in from other realities ... there's a barbarian in my peanut butter!(If you get that reference seek immediate counseling.)
I think the organizer of Warrior Dash is a pyromaniac. Which is OK. I might watch the Olympics if more athletes were in danger of third-degree burns.
You know, sometimes I take you folks for granted. While searching through some photos on my phone, I came across a few silly images I took on the opening night of Iron-Man 2.
Opening night, bitches!
Iron-Man searches the bag of Jelly Bellies in search of the martini flavored ones.
The Demon in the Bottle!
This pic was taken Sunday morning in South Carolina ... the photo quality is crap, but the license plate reads STARK 3. Which means there's a STARK 1 and STARK 2 driving around somewhere in S.C.
Yep. That's a video of He-Man dancing to Wooly Bully.
I spent most of the weekend in Mountain City, Ga., "participating" in the southeast Warrior Dashevent. And by "participating" I mean I spent most of my time sitting on my ass, drinking heavily or some combination of the two. All that running around is for crazy folk. Below are a few photos and videos I took at the event.
Warrior Dash brought out creative-minded weirdos with athletic tendencies. Saturday afternoon, after thousands of men and women took part in a 3+ mile obstacle course, a costume contest was held that included the Hulk, Thor, Quail Man, Pac-Man (as well as Inky, Pinky, Blinky and Clyde,) Jesus and ... a few concepts best not explained. Here's a video of the event ... it runs about 10 minutes:
Spoiler Alert: The winner was Jesus. The moral of this story? Don't fuck with the Jesus.
And the moral of this story? Don't turn your back on Thor.
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