Instead of going to sleep at 7:45 per the usual in this dorm, we decided to venture out into the world and go to... the GYM. It was a big step for us. We got off our lazy asses and PUMPED IRON. Not really... but anyway. So we get to the gym and elliptical for half an hour and then decide to switch it up and go upstairs to rowing machines (yeah, they make those! who knew?!). We get upstairs, sweating balls after getting kicked in the ass by the ellipticals, and sit down on the rowing machines for like two minutes when a guy comes up to us. He says, "Hey, did you guys row in high school?"
*** WHAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED***
"Hell ya! We were co-captains. National champs. But I mean... you could probably tell that just by looking at our RIPPED AS FUCK GUNS!"
***WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED***
"No" -- which basically means "we're lame and you will never speak to us again, cute rowing man"
.... he then walked away. note to self: go with the ripped as fuck version in the future.
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