Some Open Letters:
An Open Letter to my Reebok Stay-Put Exercise Ball:
Dear Reebok Stay-Put Exercise Ball:
1) You are difficult to inflate, and you take a lot of time to fill up with airy goodness.
2) You do not fold up for easy storage.
3) You do not match the decor of my living room.
4) I look forward to sharing many
5) Please make me get a washboard stomach and get rid of my pothandles.
Love,
Me.
Dear Mari Winsor:
You are weird. And I think you're on drugs. Furthermore, seeing your Zombie-face in HD is frightening. Please wear a mask. I suggest an Esther mask, normally used by first and second graders during Hebrew School Purim Carnivals. Sure, it'll be scary and creepy, but much less so than your current countenance.
Love,
Me.
3 Comments:
I fucking love those exercise balls. They make exercising so much better. I'm not even being sarcastic. I wish I had one.
10:58 AM
I refuse to cave to the fad of exercise balls. I won't. I'll stick to my 5 lb weights and stationary bike and dorky 80's video tapes.
12:33 PM
Pothandles, Superbee? How big do lovehandles have to get before they become pothandles? What a hoot.
2:50 PM
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