You're not buying that are you?They can make a picture of you look just like that... but I doubt anyone dislikes you that much...,)
https://www.usatoday.com/story/news...exaggerates-donald-trumps-weight/10291316002/ PS... the golfing here is glorious they say... get out there and give it a shot!!
There already are pictures of me just like that.
I'm not quite that way now, thanks to a jihadist Pakistani Muslim lady primary care doctor
who abuses me more than the Gestapo here at home does,
but I've had my moments, especially around the time I retired and was eating two pound prime ribs in Vegas, just for a snack, and washing them down with lots of adult beverages.
In my boxing days, I had to live in the gym.
Then military service ended that phase of my life.
When I returned home, I subscribed to the theory that dieting and exercise, over the age of twenty-five, were both destructive forms of self-abuse.
I was probably right, but that Pakistani broad rides me too hard.
She was a kid when I started going to her, but in her early fifties, she still looks like a fucking gymnast,
and her husband, my jihadist cardiologist, is just as bad.
My supplemental Medicare insurance sends their jihadist kids to very expensive private schools.
To their credit, they haven't shot them up yet.
I can't play golf anymore, sadly. A hard swing with my spinal stenosis would put me in traction.
I still enjoy the ambiance of the club, though. In the warmer weather, I'll drink sissy, fruity umbrella drinks outside on the big deck.
That doesn't suck either.