My wife yelled from upstairs and asked, "Do you ever get a shooting
pain across your body, like
someone's got a voodo doll
of you and they're stabbing it?"
"How about now?"
Me during the week: my body is a temple. No carbs, lots of water. Gotta look right
Me on the weekend: my body is a frat house. MEXICAN FOOD AND MARGS til I die. Pizza for breakfast. Who wants to get mimosas