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Suicide King
Im currently on a weight loss bet. I was at a rotund 230lbs and bet my friend I could get down to 200lbs by Jan 20th (4 months from bet). If I make weight he gives me $5 if I dont I give him $500. My other buddy who's an amateur nutritionist has set me up on a full diet of basically chicken breast, tilapia, lean ground turkey, spinach, asparagus, brown rice, yams. Ive been following it diligently and running 4-6 miles 3-4 times a week. Im down to a stunning 210 in just a month.
Ive had insanely bad luck in relationships with girls, but fantastic luck in meeting girls and banging. Also had my first 3some last month. It was amazing.
Sweet baby P or what ever nickname Tapper came up for him wants to retire from boxing. I obv want him to box but if his heart isnt in it I can make him continue going 5 days a week for 2.5 hours a night. Im gonna try and talk him into competing in silver gloves next month and then hang up the gloves. He still continues with having straight A's and they started a chess class which he dominates in because Im white and taught him chess early. Also the class needed clocks so they can hold tournies and since Im a good dad I bought 10 chess clocks and donated it to the class. The teacher was so overwhelmed by my whiteness he offered to make the first tournie in my name.
I just settled in my workers comp case from my shoulder surgery and got way less then expected. I wanted to by a Rolex but don't want to drop the bulk of my cash on a watch. I still might tho. I'm kind of really upset I didn't sue that ski resort when I broke my ribs tubing. That would of been big time Rolex money
Also I'm going up to Tahoe this weekend for a wsop circuit event. Im not sure why because I barely play poker and it's extremely faggot, but I hate money and think it's a wise choice.
I think that's about it.
Weight loss bets are always -EV, espeically if it involves a trainer with a specialized diet. Shit always ends up costing more then you bet unless it's a big one. Long term, it's ok if you wanna live to be old, but those last 10 or 15 years you're banking to live for are the shitty ones anyway. Who wants to be 80 and slim and shitting in a diaper, when you could've been fat, 65, and eating steak three times a week, banging hookers, and hoovering as much blow as you can afford? Certainly not me.
Awesome on supporting your boy in whatever he decides. You sound like a good dad and boxing will come in handy since all of SF are the gays.
You should steer clear of a Rolex. You don't wanna be THAT guy. (Sorry Dave, Blake, and I'm guessing Vaughn). Go old school with a casio calculator watch. Bitches will be like ddaaammmmnnnnnnnnn look at that. That's Weird Science shit right there.
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