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My legs have now left me in protest of what I’m putting them through. They’re carring around little sligns and making up catchy chants.
In other words, they fucking HURT.
Ow… *hobbles off to find pain reliver*
Oh, and Jessie, it’s a fitness routine done by the Curves work out centers, it’s a circut thing they have going.