I started back into my work out ….(enough of my pity party)
And Mrs. Fyreman decides to join in, guess who else is sore and likes Ibuprofen.
I tell you what this is either gonna kill me or I’m gonna be one BAD MOMMA JAMMA
“Are you classified as human?”
“Negative, I am a meat popsicle.”
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