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Underwear Ninja comes with Space Suit
to blog or not to blog, which is the path a true underwear ninja must take? whichever path it be, it will surely be a rough-hewn one. argyle, possibly. |
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Sunday, October 01, 2006
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what happens at the gym stays at the gym
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there's a point to be made here but i haven't figured out what it is yet.
i live right beside a small hole-in-the-wall kinda gym. when i pass by usually i see maybe a person or two on the treadmills and hear some loud dance music coz the doors are usually open. i usually think "man i doesn't seem to be very busy when i pass by" but i've just been blowing that off because i only pass it in the morning or late night.
one night i came home and walked by it and there were about 20 very obese women in there having a grande ole time. thinking this must be some kinda call-to-action, i silently nodded in approval at their attempt at a healthier lifestyle.
until i saw... what is that? is that what it looks like??
o geez...
yes, it appeared to be a potluck. chips, dips, cassaroles, cakes, and soda all over. and this was all on a big table next to the treadmills and weights.
i took a moment to stop walking by and stand there, cracking a half-smile, and soaking in all the ubsurdity. |
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