Wednesday, June 23, 2010
i see you bruh..
i see ya little brother..running down the street advertising to everybody. well let me just tell you...some of us aren't buying. we don't wanna see that shit. go put some clothes on. i don't care that you're eating right. working out all day long. you think you're the only one that jogs? i jog too. 5 miles to be exact.
do you see me out there with sweat all over my muscles? no i have on a sweat stained shirt like every other man who is out there for his health. NOT for fulfilling the eye fantasies for the perverted women out there. and to add insult to injury you aren't even on a track, or in a park. you are running outside my house. which means i get up, scratch my belly, walk out my room to get some food and i see your nakedness from my big window. making me feel bad for the food choices that are on my mind. the food choices that i can already taste in my mouth. the food choices that would make my stomach love me. instead of the fiber one bars that makes my stomach purge in the other direction.
damn you dude..*sucking in gut* it's all good. the ladies slowing down in front of my house to watch you run might think you're hot right now. but give it a few months. when it get a little cooler. you will have to cover up. it will be too cold for them to care about you. then i'll be back in style. all warm and cuddly. so live in the moment sir. do you're little early morning run, while i lounge around the house all lazy and shit. eventually all those muscles turn into this *releases gut...breathes freely*. i once was you. this is your future....run away from that.