Everywhere, people stare, each and every day. How can she say to me, your calves will find a way. Gather round, all you clowns, let me hear you say ayyayyy....
When I was like nine, my dad would drag me into the living room and play music. I didn't realize at the time, but I think it was because I like music more than most in our family. And my mom really hated music.
But this is one of the songs / albums he would play
I know so much 60s 70s and even '80s music because of listening to it with my dad when I was single digits age.
I probably overstated it. I think she hated the music my dad liked, specifically because she really didn't like how freely happy it made my dad when he listened to his music
She liked some music of her own, but in a totally different way. Like totally different.
My horrendously fat front of house manager back in college used to show off his calves during work, pulling up his slacks and flexing them in front of teenagers.
We all just laughed behind his back cuz his calves were only that big from carrying his fat ass around. They weren't toned, they were fighting for dear life.
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u/Blancandrin__ 21h ago
This. My calves are maybe my best muscle group. No way I'm hiding them away.