About to Burst

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I have developed a horrible habit of holding it in to the last possible minute. By it, I mean my urine.

They say it is really bad for your bladder, but how bad is it really?

This mainly happens when I’m at work for two reasons, the bathroom is very far away from where I sit and the bathroom is freezing.

Who wants to take their pants off in frigid temperature? Nobody.

However, I’m starting to worry that this may cause irreparable damage.

Yes, I am lazy, but in 2019, how is there not a method of being able to go in your pants and it automatically dissipating? Where is the real science when you need it? Enough with cancer, the cure is apparently not happening.

I guess I should be happy I can hold it now and just wait for all the weak bladder fun that will inevitably be heading my way.

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Yakkity Yak

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I’ve discussed how loathsome I find gym couples, but there is a couple that I wanted to murder the other day.

They are actually both pretty good looking, nice fit bodies, so-so faces, but boy does this guy need to learn to put his girl in check.

There I was on the elliptical machine, minding my own bees wax when the couple gets up on the completely empty aside from me cardio deck and for some reason, just has to use the elliptical machine directly in front of me.

Fine, whatever.

Then the girl proceeds to just keep talking and talking and talking.

It was loud enough that I could hear her through the music in my ear buds (Ariana Grande, for those who are dying to know.)

I don’t play my music crazy loud, but shit I could still hear her.

Meanwhile, I can partially see the guy’s face and he is completely not paying attention to her, but she just keeps on yakking.

Why should I suffer? Just because he has mastered to tune out her voice frequency does not mean others have. Why should we listen to this noise pollution?

He needed to just tell her to shut up, but nope, he just let her run her yap.

This is the type of thing that encourages me not to go to the gym.

I detest gym couples.

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The Sweet Smell of Revenge

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All these women keep talking about getting a “revenge body” after they have been dumped. Once again, I just do not understand females for the life of me.

What is the point of a revenge body? The guy you were with does not want to be with you for a single second longer. He has gotten rid of you. Why would you think looking better after the fact would make him want you back or jealous? Why were you not trying to look your best when you were with him?

Quite frankly, it would make more sense to get revenge by wishing horrible things on the guy. Wouldn’t you want him to suffer? Isn’t that what revenge is?┬áThat is far more reasonable then thinking getting “hotter” would somehow be a spiteful thing.

Guys care to a certain extent about physicality, but once they are over fucking you, they don’t care. It’s a been there, done that mentality. They would more likely rather fuck a girl who was less attractive then you, merely based on the fact that she is new pussy.

Only women would come up with a silly concept like a revenge body. If you really want revenge, you have to do something far more malicious.

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