Fuck you Shaun T.
Fuck you cupcakes.
Fuck you pizza.
Fuck you ice cream.
Fuck you beer.
Fuck you sit ups.
Fuck you crunches.
Fuck you lunges.
And most of all, fuck you fatness. Get the fuck out.
Fuck you Shaun T.
Fuck you cupcakes.
Fuck you pizza.
Fuck you ice cream.
Fuck you beer.
Fuck you sit ups.
Fuck you crunches.
Fuck you lunges.
And most of all, fuck you fatness. Get the fuck out.
Is it time to clip my toe nails again? Why does the lady at the supermarket hate me? Should I start keeping track of my bowl movements? Beer or wine? Does running to catch the bus count as exercise? How to clean wine stains of the sofa? Beer it is.