Nike +

Well here's one of my preferred voices from the film world, reading some bullshit nike Ad copy. I liked this up to about half way through the first time I saw it. I now think that the script should read:

"I am Jack’s worn out trainer. I wanted to burn every fucker who out paced me as I wheezed along the south bank in my overpriced, swoosh branded, air pumped pink laced training shoes; side glancing me as they passed by with their ears plugged and their beat matching software controlling the frequency of their stride.

Why run when you can drive?"