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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
your life seriously lost coolness points with this post.
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Right. I am picturing some slob who is too pussed out to actually run outside like a real man. trailing Vanity Fair subscription cards in his wake, making a huge mess and then sprawling on the couch eating twice what he burned off on the stairmaster while his nagging wife wags a finger at him.
Makes me glad I am not married.
