"I'm the Foot Fuking master"

There goes my fruit snack... gezz its like  a POW camp after lunch.. Nice breaky, awesome lunch than
pow.. back in solitary confinement for you, u grostest, disfigured calorie whore!!!
In formation solider.."YES DRILL SARGENT SIR"
You will sleep when I tell you to sleep,
you will exercise when I tell you to exercise,
you will eat when I tell you to eat and
you will shit God damit when I tell you to shit! Is that clear you carrot sucking maggot?
"YES DRILL SARGENT SIR"

And the skipping... followed by squats, pistol squats, lunges and floor jumps.. geez.. I may be an Aussie but I'm certainly not a bloody Kangaroo..Foot massages are a god sent, feet met like smelly butter in my hands.

ahhh.. what a vent!. feel much better now.. going to lick my empty lunch plate again now.. and my photos will go up this weekend I promise, just need to get the back , crack and sack wax first!

And I can picture Patrick standing on the balcony of the Vatican, preaching the below...from the angriest man in the world, Samuel L Jackson...say what one more time motherfuker!

'The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides with the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of fat men. Blessed is he who in the name of PCP and good will shepherd the fat through the valley of darkness, calories and all things fun, for he is truly his brother's PCPkeeper and the finder of lost children and pistol squats. And I will strike down upon those with great vengeance and with furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my PCP brothers. And you will know that my name as the Patrick when I lay my vengeance upon thee.'

NOW.....I said skip biatch or else!!!!