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Ever had someone tell you about doing something and then compare its completion to finishing a marathon? It’s never like a marathon at all, is it?

“I was stuck on the highway forever. It took like half an hour to go a mile. It was awful. It was like a marathon.” Oh yeah? That’s weird, in the three marathons I’ve run I don’t recall ever sitting for two hours.

“I had to stuff envelopes for like three hours. It was like a marathon.” No, asshole, it wasn’t. Paper cuts aren’t a risk normally associated with running 26.2 miles.

“We had to load up our two bedroom into a Uhaul and drive two miles and unload it all. There were like two flight of stairs. Ugggghhhh, it was like a marathon.” Look, fuckface. What are you, a girl? When you run a marathon you can’t just take a break halfway through and order a pizza and split a six-pack.

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