I really can’t complain about a cheesy butt and thighs if I’m specializing in the Couch Potato Arts. And yet for the last hour I’ve been planted on my Pier 1 Imports cushion, tippity-tapping on my keyboard, hoping to get tired enough to ignore the carb-induced guilt as I make my way to bed. It seems such a short time ago when watched The Biggest Loser and purchased two Jillian Michaels workout DVDs. In the last two days I killed my buns and cracked a 6-pack, but today I feel like I was smacked with a pain bat.
I’m trying to be unmotivated, but I’d rather be tired than feel like a sloth. So I bid you all adieu, as I turn on Jillian. Whoot! Whoot!
3 thoughts on “Killer Couch Buns”
Dolvett just smiled at you, and you turned contestant, Bobby straight, lol. His joke was funny and they all looked great 🙂
I had to turn off my brain from quitting. What a pain in the butt. Literally! But I did it! Whoot whoot! Love Dolvett, btw!