"Macho Man" Randy Savage - My Fake Diary
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Ooooh Yeah. Another sunny day in Savage land, while the cool breezes of Autumn help to dry the sweat from my muscle tee. Nothing like black lycra shorts and a slashed wife-beater tee to kick start a 40 degree morning. No wimpy-ass jacket required, oooh yeah.
I hopped in my F-350 with the eight inch lift kit and left a patch in front of my neighbor's Prius to remind him who the bull on the street was. Then I blew past a few stop signs in the hope of catching one of those sissy morning joggers off guard. You ain't working out if you ain't pumping LB's man. Dig it.
I went with the black head wrap this morning to match my shorts, and not because the steroids left me bald as a cue ball. I parked my pick -em up on top of Kia and busted into the coffee shop to order a triple shot grande. One fella snickered at me by the cash register, but he wasn't gonna use those arms anymore anyway.
Well, the morning rolls on as does my trusty truck over small animals and the elderly. I decided to head back home and enjoy the morning laughing at the geeks on the Yoga channel. Pansies.
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