When I was a teenager I used to love wearing my brother's t-shirts. I'd douse them with my mum's perfume so I wouldn't have to give it back to him for the day at least.
Fast forward to now, when I do the same with Ryz's t-shirts. So comfy.
Win-win.
On the Road to Beefdom
Once you get into the workout habit, the healthy endocrines get to work the minute you put your shoes on.
I feel refreshed and excited already.
Not that it's tra la la fun. It's downright painful. And just so sweet at the same time.
Is this what beef-cake tastes like?
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