You’re harpooned for your blubber.
Your treadmill has a “snack break” setting.
You lack the strength to develop Type II diabetes.
You have a permanent spider web between your legs.
When the drill instructor yells “Gimme 20,” you vomit for 20-minutes.
Your ankles are twice as big as your neck.
You can’t breathe and chew gum.
You have an ass the size of the Amazon.
Poor stamina limits you to I.V. pole dancing.
You have fat deposits on your shins.
You have fat deposits on your shins.
Cankles!
Your balls are the size of a Buick.
hey! I am in shape–round is a shape.
Is fat a shape…if so…count me in
Jonco! That’s really personal! Stop writing about me!!!!
i can proudly say i go to the gym every otherday
Andychrist – We’re very much alike. I also go everyday, well I don’t actually go in, I have drive past on the way to McDonalds.