I'm a cowboy and you're a pansy.
And I'm not even wearing any pants . . .
May 7, 2008
I'm not depressed.
. . . just in case that's what you were thinking after that last song posting. I just really, really don't want to go to the gym.
But I must because I'm starting to think the reps I've been doing with my wine glass aren't enough.
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