"Sounds like I need to lighten the fuck up then."
A great starting point would be a stomach stapling. Last time you put up a photo of yourself on Facebook I initially thought you'd seen the planet Jupiter for the first time while crossing the less light poluted regions of the nation then I thought "Why is Jupiter shaving his head?" and I realized with horror that there was actually a human being in that pasty photo. For the love of all that is sacred and holy, man, put away the Little Rascal and start walking a bit. If you wear courderoy pants, please don't run until the California rainy season starts, though... God knows they don't need any additional wildfires started by friction heat from your thighs. WHen was the last time you saw your toes without the aid of a fun house mirror, Sean? Your goddamned Levis have stretch marks. The place you rented in California forced you to leave a floor joist damage deposit before you could move in and made falling down a violation of the lease. Speaking of which, I do believe the San Andreas fault has a restraining order out on you for fear that you'll ultimately cause the big one. After you visited In n' Out burger had to change their name to just In burger until the EMT crew could cut a large enough opening in the side of the restaurant to forklift your ass out. Fucking Bob Harper doesn't even think there's any help for you and Gillian Michaels was too afraid of your gravitational pull to come near you. When you swim in the ocean, Sea Shepherd sends ships out to protect you.

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If you kill me it's self defense
And if I kill ya' then I call it vengeance
Spit in your eye I will defy
You'll be afraid when I call out your name