Don't like Saturday nights at the gym.
Bloody posers night amd they don't even look at a fat jelly belly like me to even say 'ELLO either, ignorant turds.
On the + side however, being attached to a fairly big Hotel, it's obviously wedding reception night.
Some absolutely top notch VERY scantily dressed muffins going in there tonight, I can tell you!
Spent nearly as long in the car park blimping and letching as I did in the piggin' gym tbqh.