Pussy Jack, Pussy Jack, why you so weak?”
“Hey, I’m back in the gym to improve my physique.”
“Pussy Jack, Pussy Jack, can’t you lift more than that?”
“Spot me – I’m going for twelve and a half!”
“OWWWWW!”
Sing a Song of Six Pounds
Sing a song of six pounds,
A loss upon the scale .
Four and twenty workouts .
That plus eating well.
When the month was over,
The results could not be clearer .
Isn’t that a fitter dude
He sees there in the mirror?
Frère Jack Sh*t
Are you eating?
Are you eating?
Blogger Jack.
Blogger Jack.
Weigh-in day is coming.
Weigh-in day is coming.
Dumb ding-dong.
Dumb ding-dong..
Now I'm gonna have the Pussy Jack melody stuck in my head all day long. Thanks, bud. O_O
ReplyDeleteThe only one that comes to me is that one about Jack Sprat... who could eat no fat, his wife could eat no lean, but (.....) between them both, they licked the platter clean.
ReplyDelete...Love your sense of humour & thanks for a laugh after spending a few depressing hours reading about people's online weight problems....