I’m waiting for the day where there are no longer any Elvis impersonators…you embarrass yourself because you aren’t even 1/100th as sexy as the king.
I see the creatine. I see the sweatbands. I get it, you like to work out. Just remember one thing: two half shirts don’t make a whole.
Go ahead and make fun of this guy’s pink bike. I dare you. Last time somebody made that mistake he stabbed them with a quesadilla…yeah, wrap your head around that one.
Ohhh, so close! It’s actually the top that is supposed to be busty, but good try.