Still trying to figure out this meat bag I inhabit. I weigh so much more than I look and have a lot of muscle but I haven't worked out in years. There's a bit of fat on top I'd like to get rid of but otherwise I'm apparently secretly a tank.
I wasn't going to click your profile but I accidentally did while scrolling on mobile so now I'm going to act like I did it on purpose and berate and belittle you in this thread so I fit in with the other mods.
You butthole.
Did a number on my complexion and yea, I blimped up. Trying to use the same strategy as before when I kicked the habit. Just drank Capri suns and flavored water to help stave off cravings.
And you may have happened to be kidnapped by that time to dip into our new pet store and I'm like oh shit about that shit about to pass info on the top level that but it's killing him when he has been going on for awhile but you can get a new place called the Power of Smacks you're going to be kidnapped by that time.
I like how he was just listlessly slapping the air and punching (slapping?) bag and had his piece on display amid the demonstration.
Like even if you avoid the deadly barrage of smacks and slaps, he's just gonna to shoot you.
What's that got to do with the thread? People burn stuff all the time and perfection is based on an individual's own tastes that are often always evolving.
I'm talking about complaining because the $5 pizza you got a chain pizzeria wasn't as good as the homemade butthole nectar of god's anus pizza was you had once or can make at home.
It's ok for these things to coexist.