Let me tell you a story. I was once a fat shit. I was 13 and miserable, and one day, my dad shows up outta nowhere and throws me in the car with him. Says we're going on a fishing trip!
Well, we drove all night, he was a drunk, didn't talk much. I think I was asleep when we crossed the border into Mexico, some small place.
We pulled up, I said "Is this the lake?" Ha, he just laughed and went in.
It was a whorehouse, of course.
They brought 'em up, lined 'em up, he had me choose.
Oh, I'll never forget her. Older, smelled like cigarettes.
She laughed and took me upstairs. I remember looking back at my father. He was busy. Pickin' out one for himself.
Yeah, I felt great for the first time in my life. Got a ton of confidence. Lost a bunch of weight.
Why, it turned my life around!
Whelp, something to think about.