the gym saga continues..
I am making moves people. this is the truth. worked late. got to the gym. worked out. almost passed out. went food shopping. almost passed out. felt nauseous. drove to my friends place. cooked tilapia. baked a cake for him. FEEL GREAT!!
Now.. the thing is. on my way over to my friends place.. i passed the craziest thing.. it was a gym/whore house. I use the word “whore house” to describe men in this case. It was so strange. It was a white brick building bout 3 stories high. Every window open with a clear view of bout 100 men working out. On each floor. Music blasting. Men walking in and out. Gloves on. Weight belts buckled. I could have sworn I saw, in the distance, a steroid shot in the ass. If I had that kind of support…
NOTE: I avoided the cake, BUT had a lil frosting.
BOO Happy Almost Halloween
