good luck with that
black heart gold pants
In their never-ending string of total awesomeness, hilarity and badassery, the authors of BHGP bring you a summer marathon as only they could do it.
If I ever go to Iowa, I'm going to follow these guys around like a sad puppy until they clue me into their genius and let me come along on some of their shenanigans. Of course, to do this one I'd have to get in some sort of shape that isn't accurately described as "flabby".