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Sunday, 15 April 2018

As I turned the...

shower onto ice cold I got to thinking...
What the f**k am I doing?
I know exactly what I’m about...
I’m buying into the latest fad!
Next question... Why?
It burns off the bad fat surrounding the vital organs, says some medical whizz kid, for the life of me I can’t actually remember who?
Next question... Do I have bad fat anyway?
Will the agony of the ice cold pin pricks make me live longer?
Maybe by two weeks, tops.
As I sit talking to my teddy bear in the nursing home, will it all have been worth it I wonder?
I think not!


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