Let Me Get My Fat Ass On This TreadMill…
I just had an epiphany… I’M FAT. Well, it actually came in the form of my husband. And I quote: You should run on the treadmill tomorrow. Um… wtf. First, who asked you for your opinion? Secondly, who made you Mr. Fitness and what were they smoking on? Third, stfu. I am like most people— […]
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