Well, Prom, its like this.
My doctor said I am morbidly obease, my cholesterol is out of whack, my triglyphoriders are wrong, my blood pressure is terrible, I should exercise more and start eating right or I would die at a young age.
I told him he was f'n ugly, and if he didnt shut up, he'd die a lot sooner than I would.
Wouldnt you know it, his narrow butt out ran me, and I couldnt get a grip round his pencil neck.
I have no idea how this pertains, but its a good story. Ok, not good, but ok.
My doctor said I am morbidly obease, my cholesterol is out of whack, my triglyphoriders are wrong, my blood pressure is terrible, I should exercise more and start eating right or I would die at a young age.
I told him he was f'n ugly, and if he didnt shut up, he'd die a lot sooner than I would.
Wouldnt you know it, his narrow butt out ran me, and I couldnt get a grip round his pencil neck.
I have no idea how this pertains, but its a good story. Ok, not good, but ok.
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