I see erv is blogging some trash-talking shit about how she would “bet a large sum of money that [she is] the fittest person on SciBlogs”. Bah! Kids and their puny bragging!
I am totes the hairiest-legged feminazi on SciBlogs! AND the most out of shape! And furthermore, if you mess with me, I will absolutely make you sit your ass down and eat with me some of the sour soup (sauerkraut, water, mushrooms, barley) my mom used to make us eat every year on Christmas Eve, and count your blessings and be grateful. And then I will puke that crap up on your shoes.
Not hungry? You’ll eat what your mother puts on the table, and you’ll like it, or I’ll know the reason why. And I’m telling you right now, there’s no good reason.
Yeah. Dead-lifting? Not impressed. You eat that sour soup and live to talk about it. Then we’ll see who’s fit.