Greetings Puny Humans.
This is Brock Fucking Samson. He is my personal jesus. Whenever I feel a bit lost or confused by life I ask myself;
"What would Brock Samson do?"
Ever feel a litle bit down? Feel like you could do with a bit of a winter cheer up during the cold winter evenings?
Team Paul recommends filling your pocket with change. Whenever you run up or down a set of stairs, you sound like an entire SWAT team. ACE!
Add to the experience by mumbling cool sounding soundbites to yourself.
"Team 3 standby..."
"Watch those corners."
"Go Go Go!"
All you smart literate folks out there recommend me something to read. I've run out of stuff to read at home. This makes Paul sad. Sadness feels a bit like hunger.
This is Brock Fucking Samson. He is my personal jesus. Whenever I feel a bit lost or confused by life I ask myself;
"What would Brock Samson do?"
Ever feel a litle bit down? Feel like you could do with a bit of a winter cheer up during the cold winter evenings?
Team Paul recommends filling your pocket with change. Whenever you run up or down a set of stairs, you sound like an entire SWAT team. ACE!
Add to the experience by mumbling cool sounding soundbites to yourself.
"Team 3 standby..."
"Watch those corners."
"Go Go Go!"
All you smart literate folks out there recommend me something to read. I've run out of stuff to read at home. This makes Paul sad. Sadness feels a bit like hunger.
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johnnyforeigner:
When I was at school, although I was never in shape, I was pretty fit; I used to play basketball for AT LEAST an hour every day, often 2-3 hours. Plus I used to go to the gym and I did 50 press-ups, sit ups and crunches every day (25 in the morning, 25 at night). Once I left school, I got out of the habit and for about 3 years have had hardly any exercise (walking aside).
mck:
That's because you're a beefed-up ginger harlot.