By angie144
Rate: (6 Ratings)
You're at the gym, beginning your daily jog. Directly in back of you is a mirror that reveals your most coveted asset. You select the manual program and before you know it you’re sweating up a storm. That’s when you notice a line of metro-sexual men standing to the side, apparently waiting to use the machines. This is all fine and dandy, except they are S-T-A-R-I-N-G at you, even when you are staring down at them. That’s when you make a decision. No, not even a decision, you make a vow. You will never wear name designer sportswear to the gym again. Think that’s it? Let me tell you what will get you a blank look- and solitude.
Comments
JohanM said
on 8/16/2007 I never understood the reasoning for flirting at the gym. I try to do my workout and get the hell up out of there, I don't want to flirt with girls when I'm all sweaty.