6! 6! 6!
What is it about the gym that brings out the crazies?
I'm trying to count my "butterflies" and listen to every sinew in my arms creak in protest, and there's some guy (who's probably all of 5'2" and may weigh a hundred pounds soaking wet) pacing the circuit, smacking his fist into his hand and muttering "6! 6! 6! Yes!"
I wanted to ask if he was the son of the devil, but I was afraid I already knew the answer.
I'm trying to count my "butterflies" and listen to every sinew in my arms creak in protest, and there's some guy (who's probably all of 5'2" and may weigh a hundred pounds soaking wet) pacing the circuit, smacking his fist into his hand and muttering "6! 6! 6! Yes!"
I wanted to ask if he was the son of the devil, but I was afraid I already knew the answer.
posted by Delhui at 8:50 PM
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