From: Gorilla HQ
To: All Forward Units
It’s hard to bring your A-Game when they keep letting the B and C Leaguers onto the field.
Days are getting shorter. Finally. I’m in the minority, I know.
2,024 push-ups? Happening. Not today though. Settling for 200-plus triceps extensions. TRICEPS OF DOOM.
Knew a guy once who told everyone he had a smoking hot girlfriend. Conveniently, he didn’t have a picture of her, but he whipped one of Salma Hayek from his wallet. Said she looked a lot like her. Clearly, we were fools to doubt him.
That dickhead who wears the loudest Hawaiian shirt to every barbecue and bitches that you only have domestic beer. You know the one.
That same dickhead refuses to take his sunglasses off when everything is moved indoors due to rain.
When the daily prompt is more painful then stepping on a Lego.
When everyone thinks their time is more valuable than yours.
Does what someone else believes or does impact your life? If the answer is “No”, then STFU and MYOB.
Stay Frosty, Troops.
Gorilla HQ. Over and Out.
The Beginning At Last 
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