You’re really bad at this whole ripping on Kendra thing. It’s more for the sport than to actually hurt her feelings. Kendra’s like a helpless animal with a ton of bad ideas. We’re all just trying to make fun of her ideas in the funniest way possible. Lighten up.
She’s just irrationally angry that everyone in the gym is in better shape than her, so she feels the need to bitch about it to people who couldn’t care less what she has to say, as she tries to drag Will’s good name through the mud.
How dare new parents go to brunch and not leave their kid in the car, while you can discuss with your friend how awful it was that the bartender got your drink order wrong at happy hour the day before. Sack up the world isn’t your oyster.
If she does this for a living then may God have mercy on her bank account…
You’re really bad at this whole ripping on Kendra thing. It’s more for the sport than to actually hurt her feelings. Kendra’s like a helpless animal with a ton of bad ideas. We’re all just trying to make fun of her ideas in the funniest way possible. Lighten up.
Kendra, hate to break it to you, but nobody is coming to your birthday…ever.
49. Because she’s busy writing pointless lists that nobody cares about.
Sounds like your mom might have had a thing or two to do with almost ruining your childhood. Don’t blame that delicious pile of goo.
She is in that 3% for sure.
She’s just irrationally angry that everyone in the gym is in better shape than her, so she feels the need to bitch about it to people who couldn’t care less what she has to say, as she tries to drag Will’s good name through the mud.
Well I guess I’ll just never workout again just to make Kendra happy.
Do some push-ups Noodlearms and take a lap while you’re at it.
You’re a sorry excuse for a man.
How dare new parents go to brunch and not leave their kid in the car, while you can discuss with your friend how awful it was that the bartender got your drink order wrong at happy hour the day before. Sack up the world isn’t your oyster.
This article is pure blasphemy