some would say yes. but not with actions. with soothing pats on the fatty-back.
with that in mind, it's time for him to embark on what will surely be a two-day-long, phenomenally disgusting journey into uncharted territory. look the m.f. out.
he's also, by the way, written a song about it.
to the tune of 'the farmer in the dell.'
it goes "gym during lunch/ gym instead of lunch/ i'll look like duff 'fore long/ gym during lunch."
done.
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