Shedding pounds with a stinky frown

My heart's racing. I've been jogging for 10 minutes and am sweating pretty profusely. "Gotta lose some weight, gotta lose some weight." I keep telling myself over and over again. My breathing patterns have gone out the window and I am struggling for air, wheezing in and out. Then it happens. Like in a cartoon, an aroma of a smell makes it's way to me. A cloud of flatulence flood my next breath. I am literally drowning in someone's fart and can taste it on my tongue.
I look to my right, no one there. I look to my left, jack pot. It's a big black lady who looks right back at me, and gives me the, "um huh" grunt. I give her a disgusted look and she acts like nothing happens and keeps on walking. I quit my run, because I' m tired and running is a lot harder when you're holding your breath. I say "that's nasty quietly, but loud enough for her to hear me" and walk towards the bicycle machine. Thank you black lady, thank you for making me cut my jog short.

Don't you hate that? Has this ever happened to you. There should be a no fart rule placed at all gyms. Especially in the cardio section. If you fart while doing sit-ups so be it (I'm guilty of this all the time), but while running, gross. I can still taste it in my mouth.

Yuck, gonna go brush my teeth now.

Story of Us Part III

As they approached a house that was located four houses down from Danger’s they saw a yellow fire hydrant in the front. “This has to be it!” They all proclaimed. There was music playing inside the house and the lights were on throughout. “Alright, I’ll ring the doorbell. Benny you do the talking.” Danger commanded like a drill instructor in the Marines. They approached the door and Danger rang the doorbell. In what felt like a blink of an eye, two girls answered the door.

“Hi.” One said at the door as the other stood there with a thoughtless smile on her face. The girl who answered the door had long brown hair, and was wearing glasses. She smiled as she waited for a response from the guys and as she smiled the whole night lit up.

“Hey” Danger finally greeted coming back from the slow motion flash forward he had about their future together. “I’m Danny. I live four houses down.”

“I’m Bianca and this is Paola, come in. We have a few friends over and we’re just hanging out listening to music.” said the angel that answered the front door.

“Ok. Cool. We’ll come in in a second.” Danger answered. The guys huddled in the front and all came to a consensus that these girls were beautiful. “I call Bianca” Danger called out to the group as they all frowned. “Fine, I got Paola.” Benny quickly replied as the others were left without a chance to even open their mouths. “It’s ok guys, we’ll play it out and see what happens.” Danger suggested to the group knowing in his heart that he just met the girl of his dreams and that none of them had any real shot at her. Danger could already envision the Dawson’s Creek like relationship in his head and his heart was pounding through his chest. They all agreed to “play it out” and walked in.

Yummy Menu, Beautiful Venue

Remember in The Mask when Jim Carey eats the bomb and then says, "That's a spicy meatball?" Do you remember in Prom Night when the girl and guy dance at the end after escaping from the murderer (ok neither do I , that movie looked stupid), Do you remember all the adorable dogs from Hotel for Dogs (I don't know this one either)? In Hook Grandma Wendy is honored while Peter's children are being kidnapped (everyone remembers this movie). Well all these scenes took place at the Park Plaza of Los Angeles which just so happens to be where Bianca and I are going to have our reception.

Yes, we are going to be having a red carpet event with live coverage on E. Make sure to know who made your dress or suit so that you don't look like a fool when the question is asked. We are looking forward to a good time at the Park Plaza, so remember to get your ticket stamped at the ceremony in ordre to make it to the dinner. We're excited and it's officially booked!