Sunday, January 22, 2006

That Gold's Gym guy, I saw you kissing him...

Why weren't MY gym classes ever like this?



Hell, if I had that to look forward to, I wouldn't have had so many "migraines" and spent all those gym periods in the nurses office!

POLT = listening to "Everything WIll Be Alright" by The Killers

Just once, I'd like a childhood memory I wouldn't have to repress. - Malcolm In The MIddle

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