The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend. The tread mill is my friend...
Phffft.
5 comments:
Amen.
LOL!
I have a stationary bike that brings out the same in me. :)
I really liked the treadmill...before I owned one. Now it looms in the bedroom.
How about this: The treadmill isn't your friend. In fact, it's your enemy! And you're punishing it every time you walk on it!
Or use it to work out your work frustrations. I like to imagine my boss being beneath the belt of my treadmill. And the belt has a strip of sandpaper on it. And maybe a device that sprays him with lemon juice ...
LOLOLOL
OK! I think that would work...
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