Fuck tracking calories. I do not give a fuck about macros or myfitnesspal. I go to the gym to get sweaty, a juicy pump, and to chat with strong men gorgeous women. Last night after the gym I went to McDonald’s and got two chicken snack wraps and a 10piece nugget meal. FUCK IT.
Give me an everyday object that looks like a critter any day of the week. We don’t have art deco intricacy but we do have telephone booths shaped like dolphins!
