Mnk, I really should train sometime. I excersize, but it's not exactly bodybuilding. It just stops me getting even more pudgy than I already am. Heh, I'm flabby 'n' proud of it.
I usually get sugar-high on Christmas Eve, fall aspeep at 5am, wake up at 6am, have a seizure when I enter the living-room, and sleep out the rest of the daylight hours untill Christmas dinner, where I stuff my fat face and watch cheezy cult movies into the daylight hours. It rocks.
I'm a terrible fighter. I mean, meaningless violence is fun to watch, but not when I'm involved. Usually I cower in the corner and poke a stick feebly in their general direction untill they leave.