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Personal Narrative: Why I Look Like A Log
Why do you go to the gym and skip leg day? Do you want to look like a lollipop? A lot of people go to the gym and train upper body because well that's what they want to grow. They want to have nice big arms but they do not know how important is to train legs. For example this dude at the gym has to even touched one machine for legs because he doesn't like to train legs. He always working on his upper that his legs looks litarry like a stick. If you go outside and get a stick and compare his legs with the stick the will be the same sides. And he wonders why every single girl can squat more than him. Yes even my mother. I Asked him why don't you train legs? He told me i don't want big legs i hate legs. Its funny how he told me “ my legs are already big enough” but you know me i had to sarcastic agreed.. I said yeah right you looking like a lollipop train legs more often.” Not only him but my friend doesn't like to train legs but i always make him. One day he called me and said he “can't make it” and i knew he was lying. I called him and said “i will look for you. I will find you and we will train legs stop being a wimp.”so we trained legs and He always complaining every set he did but afterwards he thank me and bought me food. …show more content…
One day there was a group of Firefighter at the gym and they came up to one guy and asked him “how much do you squat bruh” and he replied i don't squats..” squats are for girls” The firefighter picked him up and threw him outside and called him the b

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