You already know what time it is.
Yeah, yeah, yeah… I shouldn’t have waited until summer to get in the gym but I wasn’t ready.
All the skinny girls and the hot chicks in the magazines and videos didn’t give me the low self esteem needed to get in the gym.
I kid, I kid.. now I’m ready—not because Kim Kardashian is a normal girl, with swollen feet like mine after I eat fried pickles—but because I want to feel good without resorting to drinking ectoplasm for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Trust me—those juicing people ain’t happy, baby. They ain’t happy.
So are you ready?