Oh God.
Oh dear Jesus.
Dude, you have got to warn a brother before you wear your biking shorts around the gym.
With your shirt tucked in.
It's not my fault that I laughed at you. It's my assertion that it is physically impossible not to laugh at you. There's like a...oh God, I can't stop laughing...there's like a ring of shirt all wadded there...I mean, I can't even...what the hell? How long is that shirt? You look like you're smuggling several links of Hillshire Farms Polska Kielbasa down there. Shouldn't your first fashion clue have been that you've never, in the history of all mankind, ever seen anyone else tuck a shirt into a pair of biking shorts? Did you think to look in the mirror? Maybe?!?
It's like a little adult floaty, sittin' there inside your spandex.
Aren't you just the cutest little thing.
I...I...I can't...oh God...it's...I just...I mean...
Wow.
"Dear Fellow Gym Member" is the BEST! Hilarious.
Posted by: Amanda | Thursday, May 20, 2004 at 06:48 PM
Oh yeah, you go to the same gym I do obviously. My favorite wears skin-tight, green warmups, with penis poking out, old tennies, and a holy white tshirt, with yellow stained armpits. All I can think is I share equipment with this sweaty, walking case of phlegm? Willingly?
Posted by: Jager | Thursday, May 20, 2004 at 10:24 PM
My personal favorite are the old guys who wear black socks pulled up to their knees. That's so stylin'.
Posted by: Paul | Thursday, May 20, 2004 at 11:44 PM
Holy Shit! No picture needed. I'll be trying to get this vision out of my head for weeks!
Posted by: Brooks | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 02:25 AM
jager.. next time you see that guy just scream at him "PUT THAT THING AWAY!" and walk off waving your hands in the air and shaking your head..
Posted by: Sarah | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 12:39 PM
I saw a well endowed lady at the gym yesterday wearing a sports bra that was at least two sizes too small. Her boobs were coming out the sides and she didn't even have a shirt on over it! How can one look in the mirror and justify going out like that?
Posted by: gimmy | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 01:59 PM
i think it's time to change gyms soon. this one seems chock full of wierdos
Posted by: snowy | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 03:13 PM
Mais, non. My ex (the Anti-Christ) showed up on my doorstep shortly after we separated. He was showing me that he could get outside and breathe real air. He was bike riding. In spandex bike shorts, with his t-shirt tucked in. But this is a man who starches his Hawaiian print shirts. It only served to make me 1) laugh in his face and 2) realize that I'd gotten out just in time.
Posted by: LARedd | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 03:28 PM
starches hawaiian print shirts is priceless. wow. and I think we all go to the same gym.
Posted by: jenB | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 09:09 PM
Miles apart we are but we all have some of the same types around us.....I could never have described them as well as you did...priceless
Posted by: Sweet N Sassy | Friday, May 21, 2004 at 10:47 PM
damn... that reminds me off my ex... haaaaa.... aint that totally jukkie!!! get it out of my head!!! arrgghhh.... get it out of my head.... what was i thinking, drinking, smoking... to go out with someone like that and for 5 yrs... totally desperate.... damnn... thx for the reminder... haaaa
Posted by: maizzy | Sunday, May 23, 2004 at 10:35 PM
It's been so long since I've been to the gym, that could be the fashion now for all I know.
Posted by: EV | Monday, May 24, 2004 at 09:43 AM
I totally can't handle that mental image. Kielbasa? Dude.
Posted by: julia | Monday, May 24, 2004 at 06:40 PM
Okay, I just stumbled onto this site, and all of a sudden I have to throw my shorts in the washer, because I have been laughing too hard.
Posted by: Amy Jo | Tuesday, May 25, 2004 at 04:45 PM
Damn
Posted by: pothead | Wednesday, December 06, 2006 at 03:24 AM