You come back from the gym to find me lounging around eating junk food. I laugh at how exhausted you are - you've been pulling double days at the gym, you're working out SO hard, and making NO progress. And I've been sat here, stuffing my face, barely lifting a weight, and yet I'm getting stronger by the day, retaining all my muscle, and am still incredibly toned. You're such a scrawny weak bitch, straining through every rep, and to boot; you're short! You're SO inferior to me, and I love humiliating you for it until you cry, beta bitch! Worship my effortless muscles. Kiss my biceps, massage my quads, admire my glutes, and realize, no matter how hard you try (and how little I do!) you'll never be as strong as me!