what would you do for love?
I am not talking about the usual bullshit or the romantic love kind. Plenty of love, self love, and all sort of feelings and emotions designed to screw up one's life. Probably the need for different type of love is driving everyone out of sanity and into the nearest whore gym. The love for six pecs, the love of being seen, the love of cruising and perhaps more outrageous - finding love.
Apparently from the advertising POV, the numbers of membership is certainly growing, it's a trend, lifestyle and fast becoming a necessity and it's always good to catch up with them. As much as I hate gym and their members, they do provide a targeted and specific audience who are so called in tune with health and all those shits or not.
Back to the membership, it seems that you can throw a stone and hit 5 members on the street these days. It's the new credit card - you just need it in your wallet. It didn’t use to be a must have thing – nowadays, aunties, uncles, straight boys and girls – in all forms and sizes are seen sweating it all out.
Of course being gay, you would be committing the biggest sin against sodomy if you are not already a member. So what do you do if you are a single gay man, heavier towards intellect and less towards pecs? It seems that either you join them or risk becoming a social pariah. What kind of conversation will you have with fellow gayers if you don’t know the new routine for Steps class next week? Or worst still, what will you put on your dating profile, blog or even schedule if you don’t even go one to begin with? The scary thing is some of my straight friends are recommending me to go – solely for the purpose of finding a boyfriend. Either they are offering me a solution or mocking me. To which, I do not know.
What I do know is that I will never degrade myself to THAT level. Yes, the love handles are getting lovelier and social life next to no activity but no worries there because we will all die anyway. Maggots don’t care if you have man breast and hard chest. I am proud to say that the only time I stepped into a gym was work related. Not workout but to tap into the easy with money market. I guess I will just sit at the corner and get fat. Hmmmph! At least I have my fat sisters with me.
Apparently from the advertising POV, the numbers of membership is certainly growing, it's a trend, lifestyle and fast becoming a necessity and it's always good to catch up with them. As much as I hate gym and their members, they do provide a targeted and specific audience who are so called in tune with health and all those shits or not.
Back to the membership, it seems that you can throw a stone and hit 5 members on the street these days. It's the new credit card - you just need it in your wallet. It didn’t use to be a must have thing – nowadays, aunties, uncles, straight boys and girls – in all forms and sizes are seen sweating it all out.
Of course being gay, you would be committing the biggest sin against sodomy if you are not already a member. So what do you do if you are a single gay man, heavier towards intellect and less towards pecs? It seems that either you join them or risk becoming a social pariah. What kind of conversation will you have with fellow gayers if you don’t know the new routine for Steps class next week? Or worst still, what will you put on your dating profile, blog or even schedule if you don’t even go one to begin with? The scary thing is some of my straight friends are recommending me to go – solely for the purpose of finding a boyfriend. Either they are offering me a solution or mocking me. To which, I do not know.
What I do know is that I will never degrade myself to THAT level. Yes, the love handles are getting lovelier and social life next to no activity but no worries there because we will all die anyway. Maggots don’t care if you have man breast and hard chest. I am proud to say that the only time I stepped into a gym was work related. Not workout but to tap into the easy with money market. I guess I will just sit at the corner and get fat. Hmmmph! At least I have my fat sisters with me.
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This rates up there with "Total Recalls" Triple Breasts. :D
Gym to cuci mata? Spend the membership in the locker room. But then again, with the membership fees can jimat hire escort je.
i love you daniel