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Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Just to the left of the machine, which is against a wall.
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Well, let me tell you something, funny boy. Y'know that little sheet, the one that says "Sign Up for Aerobic Machines"? Well that may not mean anything to you, but that means a lot to me. One whole hell of a lot. Sure, go ahead, laugh if you want to. I've seen your type before: Flashy, making the scene, flaunting convention. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. What's this guy making such a big stink about reserving exercise machines? Well, let me give you a hint, junior. Maybe we can live without health clubs, people like you and me. Maybe. Sure, we're too old to lose weight, but what about that fat girl, walking in, only has an hour, right now, in a health club and finding some cat on the machine for the whole hour she has? Doesn't SHE deserve better? Look. If you think this is about signing up or going over your time, you'd better think again. This is about that chubbo's right to work the machine without getting her time wasted! Or: maybe that turns you on, Sebby; maybe that's how y'get your kicks. You and your good-time buddies. Well I got a flash for ya, joy-boy: Party time is over. Y'got a half hour, Sebastian.
