> be me yesterday
> blizzard and wind could sheer flesh from bone
> i decide to brave true it all and reach the gym
> snow, can't see shit
> balls try to retract inside my body where its warm
> I am sure I will get in a car crash cause no visibility
> i reach the blessed gym
> shout my accomplishment with all my might so as to reach even the Gods living across the Bifröst bridge
> child walking with mother gets scared and starts crying at my mighty war cry
> i laugh at how week and cowardly that child is
> i think to myself
> her dad must be some cowardly, weakling Briton
> her mum was fat, would not rape
> i enter the gym
> immediately look into the mirror
> i look like some sort of north pole explorer
> not the fag's these days either
> but the old school bad asses of old
> as i take out my gym membership qt 3.14 fitness clerk chick goes:
- Wow Opster, your the only one to come true this storm today, why did you do it?
> i felt pretty good about myself when she asked me that
> i took a big breath, and with the power of 1000 squats I shouted with pride and anger:
- I am Beowulf, and I am here to lift weights!!!
She stares for a second then claps and laughs, saying I am so funny bla bla.
> wile I am there she fallows me everywhere
> we talk
> she is laughing and touching and all sorts of flirt she does
> she asks if I want to get together some time
> i say yes
What is your excuse?