Ohhh yeah, yeah that's right. No big deal. Just got these sweet kicks, a nice little jog around Lake Merritt for me, it'll be real nice. My jog is another man's sprint downhill. They're bright? My kicks? Yeah, I'm kind of a flashy person. I won't lie, I'm also a bit of a jackass, but only when I run. Every time I pass someone going slower than me, I whisper yes! and then kick up my heels a little higher. I'm a really good runner. When you've asked me to go running with you, and I've declined, it's not because I've been lazy, but I don't want to make you feel bad. Cuz this body was made to lope. I think it comes from my Greek bloodline. We all know how those ancient Greeks did it. Shook shit apart. I shake up the world when I start moving. Lolz, that's one of the reason why I don't wear my sneakers to work. Wouldn't be able to help myself, I'd just run every which way in the office. And then my private life wouldn't be staying private.
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