I applaud this motherfucker for getting super duper (yes, super duper) excited for his workout. My friends always make fun of me for air drumming on the treadmill, and I routinely almost fall off, but if you've ever wrestled a retard, you know the strength that acting like a retard brings out. Or maybe it's just that extra chromosome worth of power.
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Retard Strength
Wednesday, March 25, 2009 | Posted by npd at 7:27 PM | Labels: bling, retards, treadmills
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