The only logical conclusion we could think of, then, was that my abs were the result of laughing. Very hard. And a lot. At him, with him, at me, with me, it doesn't matter, as long as we're laughing =D Which explains why the lower abs and other bits of me are still all soggy and weird. Spot training IS possible, folks.
</a></b></a>faz posted this yesterday:
What. A. Workout. >KD
My scroller knob wasn't even a quarter of the way down and I had to stop to take a break. I've been reading segments at a time throughout the day between doing things. It's not quite half-way down now and I can really feel it in my tummy. =D
[Update - 1445h]
My scrollie knob is 2/3 of the way down and my throat is raw from laughter. I think I'll need to boil up a batch of sugar cane juice for us tonight because </a></b></a> is reading it as well and, at times, we're both cackling so hard we're scaring the bird.