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(this post was reblogged from 3rdmartini)
I know that at different times in this blog I’ve referred to myself as a fat, lazy fuck. But in truth…who am I kidding. That’s exactly what I am. However, in the last year I’ve become a less fat, less lazy fuck. I’ve hired a trainer, mostly at the behest of my wife, who doesn’t want me to die young and leave my child fatherless. My own motivation for working out is mostly to postpone my death at least until my wife is old enough that she can’t remarry anyone that would sexually threaten me when I watch them fucking from Heaven.
What a great post. Funny, interesting, and it even features a ‘hooker with a heart of gold’. Approved and subscribed.
Josh Friedman, screenwriter: I find your lack of faith disturbing
(via tbmimsthethird, 3rdmartini, brilliantorange)
