As long as Wonkette keeps calling people "Quiznos-stuffed slobs” and “corn-syrup-chugging Hot Pockets monsters,” I figure that it's only fair that I try not being a wheezing lard burden on society myself. Thus, I've been trying frickin' yoga, an increasingly popular DC pastime in which pretentious people get to sometimes literally sniff each other's butts like spoiled dogs who went to Ivy League schools and know how to use iPhones. Yay for exercise as a rich person thing!
Or say "Fuck You!" when she says "You were very shaky" after the tree pose. Which in my case is more like tree in a hurricane pose.
Although that pose does explain how so many politicians are able to get their heads up the ass.
Or say "Fuck You!" when she says "You were very shaky" after the tree pose. Which in my case is more like tree in a hurricane pose.
<i>&quot;...a furrowed brow and head shaking with disapproval.&quot;</i>
Buy? Buy??? In Obama&#039;s Socialist America, the yoga mats are FREE -- part of the stimulus package. Buy indeed, you pussy!
But they are helpful. In a &quot;Gosh dad, you&#039;re all sweaty! Here let me get some of that sweat off your face&quot; kinda way.
Out here in Portland, OR we have numerous donation-based yoga and meditation studios. That is the only way to fly.