|
when I was in college I had a girlfriend, and she would get soooo jealous when I cheated on her. I'd be like "well if you didn't get fat, I wouldn't have to. Instead of crying, step on a treadmill with 8 on incline, because I'm not sticking around with back fat." And she'd be like "I'm not fat, I'm pregnant." and I'd be like "whatever, it's gross! now clean it out"
|