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[–] AlanTuringsGhost 1 point 1 point (+2|-1) ago 

For me it's running for 20 minutes in a row at near 7mph and feeling utterly spent at the end, knowing I have nothing left. Knowing that a fat will never know that feeling.

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[–] Fatchilles 1 point 0 points (+1|-1) ago  (edited ago)

What are you talking about? Fats definitely know the feeling of being utterly spent with nothing left, they just don't choose it. Have you ever seen them walk from the handicapped spot to the scootypuffs at Walmart?

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[–] AlanTuringsGhost 1 point 0 points (+1|-1) ago 

No, the spent feeling at the end of a run is not the same as the all-encompassing malaise that fats feel. Not the same!

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[–] Grode_Jar 1 point 1 point (+2|-1) ago 

Even moreso, fats have low T and high estrogen. They have no idea what it feels like to feel like a god when leaving the gym. It's a feeling that even sex honestly cannot replicate. Perhaps it's arrogance but still, there is nothing like it.

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[–] Fllmia [S] 1 point -1 points (+0|-1) ago 

I agree. Sex is awesome. The post workout endorphin rush is killer. Post workout sex is amazing.

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[–] RonaldMcShitlord 1 point 0 points (+1|-1) ago 

The only way I can manage post workout sex is if my girlfriend is on top. Especially after squat day.

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[–] BarbieBitch 1 point -1 points (+0|-1) ago 

Pig fucker

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[–] theepilepticferret ago 

Cupcakes aren't even that good. Yesterday I bought 3 of them because it was my kid's birthday - one for each of us. Baby Ferret smashed his to bits and actually ended up eating very little of it; and Mr. Ferret and I only ended up eating about half each because they were so sweet they were nauseating. The remains were promptly thrown out, because they weren't worth saving.

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[–] Totenglocke 1 point -1 points (+0|-1) ago 

They choose extra cupcakes and always feeling like they were hit by a train flew United instead.

FTFY

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[–] aloha_snackbar 1 point -1 points (+0|-1) ago 

and here I am reading this at almost midnight eating cheese and crackers on my 3rd glass of wine thinking I'm ok coz I actually SLAYED at the church of IRON earlier today and I will again tomorrow....