Son of a billy goat!
I am sore from working out.
"Woe, dee-spair and agonyyyyy on me. Deep dark depression, excessive misery..."
I knew it would be bad, but I didn’t know it would be this bad.
I can’t walk without moaning. I can’t breathe without moaning. I turn, and I gasp.
I would take drugs...but I really don’t think they’ll help.
I’m thinking about stopping any fluid or food intake because it hurts to just sit on the toilet.
And Tuesday, I’m going to do it all over again? At 5 a.m.?
What in the H. E. Double L was I thinking??