I don’t blame her. She leads the BodyPump
class (bench presses to Alien Ant Farm and sit-ups to Avril Lavigne!)
for 300 people a week; I have to memorize only 10 gym staffers’ names.
I’m sure that my predilection for vintage work shorts with tags
bearing names that are not mine (save the “Hagerstown Ford” shirt,
which has a name tag that reads “Joe”) isn’t helping matters any.
She does know me as “that guy who plays the accordion”, however.
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
Here’s your motivation for the day: All you need are three chords and the truth…
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/qxIANXknGvo I even predicted the final line of the skit!
This car was ditched in both senses of the word, and was still there (near…
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next time she makes a mistake just tell her "my name's joey, but it's OK to call me accordionguy"