yesterday we were in the writers room talking about dybner and his diaper, more specifically his heat pad that looks like one of those maxi pad belts from the 70s. anyway, for some strange reason he decided to take it off in the middle of the re-write the night before and i didn't know what was going on, so i screamed a little drawing attention to him... oopps. well the writers tore him a new one. so yesterday they were making fun of him for it and asked him how he hurt his back, he said pilates, that just unleashed another round of barbs and i said don't feel bad dybner, none of these guys have worked out in years. that made mark another writer upset and he challenged me to a race, a 100 yard dash. so all the writers and production staff come running outside to see the big race. mark only wanted to run about 60 yards and i kept asking to stretch it out since i'm a distance runner. anyway, gregg started to make it an event and pulled people off the stage to come out and watch. there were like 30 people there to watch me GET MY ASS SMOKED!! mark was so far ahead he even turned around and ran backwards and show boated a little, which i thought was in poor taste!
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