You are a fat man who wants to loose some weights. I'm your personal trainer, waiting for you in my office. You are late as always. You are in big trouble, because I found your tweet on Twitter, which was posted on Saturday during a party eating and drin-k-ing. You were unable to keep the meal plan I ordered you. This was not the first time and I'm fed up with weak men like you. I tell you the truth. You will stay in your own fat prison forever. Give it up, you are too weak and worthless. Search another trainer, I don't need weak losers. I show you what you can never have: sporty, fit body like mine! As a goodbye present you get something you really need: bread, beer and chocolate! Enjoy your pathetic fat life!