Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Sweat in the Name of Love

How many people work out just to attract members of the opposite sex?
How many people let themselves go once they get attached to said folks?
Hey, more to love, fine, fuck it.
Maybe you're the type that likes to give the two hogs a slap and ride the wave in.
Good for you, we should all leave you to your own devices.

Some of you think it's shallow to work out to attract other people.
To a certain extent, you're probably right.
But.. fuck you.
To a larger extent, you're wrong.
Aint you SEEN Super Size Me?
I don't wanna see folks walkin around in spandex/capris/lowrise jeans lookin like they got midgets in each thigh trying to punch their way out to freedom.
Yo, that's fucking gross.

I ain't sayin you gotta run marathons or triathlons or nothing.
Hey, you're American. You're from a meat and potatoes country.
24HR Fitness ain't gonna make you a Kenyan, no matter how many old guys' balls/old ladies' saggy boobs you see.

And now it's summertime.
Time to show off all that hard work.
Not lack thereof.

Don't take it overboard though.
I was shooting around at the gym the other day and some old fuck comes walking in wearing a cot damn cat suit.
I shit you not.
straight up spandex all over. tight ass spandex pants. longsleeves spandex shirt.
he seemed to cut through the air quite swiftly, sans his belly.
comes out to the courts talkin bout "mind if i shoot with you?"
FUCK YOU, CRACKA! HELL YEAH, I DO!
AND YOU BEST NOT ASK TO PLAY A GAME, AINT NO WAY I'M GUARDIN YO ASS!
He is no longer sweatin in the name of love.
He's just wrong.
Basketball commentators referred to low-post battling as "a lot of meat slappin' down low."
This guy took it to the extreme.
Sweat in the name of UGH.

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