I called my mother. (Isn’t this where every story begins???) Off top she chooses violence.
“So when you post those work out pictures on Facebook? Does that mean...you did the exercise?
“So when you post those work out pictures on Facebook? Does that mean...you did the exercise?
“You mean the auto-post fitness app images with my name and stats on them? Yes. I...did the exercises.”
“Oh.”
“Oh.”
“You mean that for four months you’ve thought that I posted random exercise pictures of strangers every day? Do I understand?”
That’s exactly what she thought.
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