I'm talking from the deepest pits of Mordor and my butt is speaking The Black Speech. Peeling the paint off the walls, heat mirages in the air, actual stink lines emanating. I'm surprised I haven't been asked to leave.
I was initially tempted to not wipe down the equipment just to make it a permanent part of the gym, but that's too far.
Update: I checked my skivvies cuz I was nervous but I'm clean
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if anyone complains you can just cry ableism
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I'm sure one of my ancestors was colonized and this led to a gastric issue in me through muh epigenetic magic
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