One day, Truston and Chris woke up and decided that they wanted to do something that would be very hard and time-consuming and that would make them feel athletically superior to all their friends. They signed up for a triathlon that would take place the next day and placed a bet so sick and disturbing that you will have to wait until the last page to find out what it was. They had very little time to train and had to go do that without any training!

Truston knew that nutrition came first, so he went straight to the pantry and cooked up some hearty spaghetti that his Mom had already cooked. What he didn't know was that while he was tying his shoe, Chris snuck Hershey's syrup and brownie mix into his pasta dish. This would make Truston fat and out of the shape for the race! Advantage: Chris.

Chris knew that the one thing as important as nutrition is sleep. So while Truston was up all night eating nutritious things, Chris was catching some Z's. Truston decided to get even with Chris, so he tied his shoes together. Chris' stupid dog watched on and didn't even try to wake up Chris to tell him. Advantage: Truston.

Upset that he was one-upped by Truston, Chris took out his aggression in a more civilized manner on the morning of the race, striking just above Truston's trademark calf with a big stick. He did this to remind him that he will be ready for the race. In fact, he wanted him to know that he was going to try and beat him! Advantage: Chris

 Minutes before they left for the big race, Truston had just about had it, but he figured out the best way to trick Chris. He put a miniature lamp inside Chris' treasured bike helmet that he had stolen earlier that day from a handicapped child. Advantage: Truston

 
Each racer spent a few minutes alone thinking about what they were about to put their bodies through and how poorly they had both trained for it. All they knew was that they would be swimming, then biking, then running. And they really didn't know how to do any of these things very well.

Moments before the race, the two walked down to the starting line, their intense and interesting bet lighting the competitive fire inside their glistening, manly bodies.

Truston and Chris were splashing each other with water and saying nasty things about each other when the gun went off, signaling the start of the race. Thus, they both started late.

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