Fraps

Grande light coffee frappuccino. 240 cals. Exactly 22 mins on the bike machine. But a ton of delight. I gotta learn to make'em.

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Worked out too long, got a $35 ticket. The government is really fucking with me -- the Mayor doesn't let me swim, Post Office loses my tax returns and IRS is drilling me for that. Now the cops, too. Well, at least with the cops it's all fair...

Now this, people, is how it's done!

http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/020262.html

Wasted guy: Hi.
Cute girl: Hi.
Wasted guy: What are you doing? You look hot bending over like that.
Girl: Um, well, I'm looking for my jacket.
Wasted guy: Huh! I have a better idea. (slight pause) Why don't you come home with me and sit on my face?
(long, long, shocked pause)
Girl: You know what... you find my jacket, and then we'll talk about it.

--Tin Lizzie, Upper East Side