Above we have a pratfall almost too delicious to comprehend.
A pair of confident joggers stop their run through snowy Portland to do the only thing joggers halt their runs to do — talk about running. Immediately, they display just enough hubris and condescending windbaggery to make you root for a violent fall. And then, magically, it actually happens.
“It’s the perfect texture for running, very low impact and it’s dry snow so your feet don’t get wet,” says the female jogger in a professorial tone before beaming a confident smile onto the lazy viewers at home. Haha, nope!