I recently signed what I thought was a non-binding exercise contract. I entered into many such agreements over the years.
A friend/neighbor/someone: "You and I should workout togther, the buddy system."
Me: "Absolutely."
Never happens.
The agreement I entered into on Monday was similar. Or so I thought.
Last night, after I managed not to make it to the gym, the devil visited me demanding my soul, a possible future first born, and any blood I have on hand.. yaddah, yaddah, yaddah....
Satan, thinking I was laughing at him, make no mistake - I was, told me if I did not get my ass to the gym, he would strike me dead bloating my corpse but only in the butt and abdomen. CSIs for years would be looking for the "agent" that caused it.
I woke up screaming.
3 comments:
you know that was me in your dream last night. jose said i was satan. the only reason he lets me come around his family is because he is scared of me. i'll get back to you on your soul and first born :)
Better get together that twenty bucks for charity!
A ha!!! Worked out twice. wooo hooo.
Paula - Jose is wrong. At least you're not my devil. You may be his - and I would take full advanage of that if you are.
My devil was ugly and had a wart on his nose.
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