To all the participants, organizers and spectators of the Pacific Shoreline Marathon in Huntington Beach: I hope you enjoyed your little race on Sunday. It's great the city actually posts a police cruiser at the only entrance/exit to "The Bluffs" (a gated community) and allows no one to cross the race course. I know how important it is for you to show off your dolphin shorts and fancy reflective shoes to the throngs of fans while forcing others to be late for work and face possible termination. The real kick in the nuts is that most of you probably consider yourselves "green-loving" or "bio buddies," but what a joke that is. As I returned later that evening, after the traffic cones and people were long gone, the only thing that remained was countless large garbage bags, as far as the eye could see. Apparently, after the rain stopped, you (in a sexy ripping motion for added drama, no doubt) tore them off and discarded them on the ground! The street was lined with them, and not one of you thought, "Hmmmm . . . maybe we should grab these?!" You left the place looking like Bourbon Street after Mardi Gras. Thanks for being douchebags, and see ya next year.
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