Lunch Is Served

Just got home from being physically (and often times verbally and sexually) assaulted by my trainer. I stopped to pick up a few essentials and lunch is served! Yumm.

Here is a text convo with David, my trainer:

David- "What are we working on today son?"

Me- "I don't care."

David- "That's the spirt... I was thinking kankles and wrists today. Lookin a little flabby I noticed."

Me- "Well... I don't know about that. But thanks for your support. Really appreciate it."