the end of the tubby tank...
Everone knows i'm so fat that if i slapped my belly the ripple effect would be equivalent to that of a tsunami. I had to perform an op on my bed to expend its width to accommadate my sizable girth. Everytime i sit down on a stone bench i see the center of the bench begin to bend. I'm starting to have problems fitting into my size 72 pants too. Damn...
But... today marks the end of the tubby tank. I just got back from a 5 click run and did 50 pushups and 200 crunches. From THIS DAY FORTH, i pledge i will run every night, lift weights every other night, and take a break on the remaining night (i know this sounds like a contradiction, that's because it is). No more posing as the michelin man, no more getting mistaken for a sumo wrestler, no more getting stuck in doorways.
The ultimate objective? To look like a gay (but not be one). I wanna make all the gays in the world shiver when i walk by only to get their hearts broken when they find me holding baby's hand.
Feel the Fat for the Last time
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
FARTED @ 1:38 AM
