The Deal

I go to the doctor, and she goes to the gym. I only go to the doctor if an appendage is hanging off and there is no duct tape available. This is not really a good thing.

So, today #1GF! offered me a deal: if I made an appointment to get a checkup, she would join the gym. I did, she did, and now both of us are a little freaked out by accepting our ends of the deal.

Although staying healthy is the goal of both ends of the deal, I totally think that #1GF! got the short end…

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  • 2 Responses to “The Deal”

    1. jsin Says:

      now if ya can get her to get a passport we’re cookin’ wit gas

    2. K. Says:

      I hate going to the doctor myself, so I feel you on that.

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