high school confessions and lost muscle tone
I got home yesterday to find a package on my table. No, it wasn’t the latest book I’d ordered from Amazon. It wasn’t CD’s. It wasn’t a friendly package from a Squishy reader. It was Tae-Bo Live Advanced 3. Billy apparently decided to continue the series.
I don’t have the time to spend an hour seeing Billy’s latest device of torture. I just don’t.