We here at Team Orphan Meat work as hard as we can to ensure we don't have to work at all. What does that mean for our daily lives? Well, the only free time we have is when we allocate free time to ourselves, which is every time. We have plenty of time to cook and kill, or kill and cook, whichever you want - we don't like to bind ourselves to petty choices because if we have to decide we decide to remain indecisive. Also, we have plenty of time to stand in the shower and wonder how it all went so wrong. But we never do anything wrong, unless we do, which we don't. We are never wrong, unless you are referring to that time I thought I made a mistake. I didn't. I was wrong. Now, how does this relate to biceps. It doesn't, but now it does. Every action we take, every move we make - every single day, every vow we break, our biceps are watching us. I'll -blam!-ing kill you Sting. In our daily lives it's not uncommon for us to seek adventure, find it and then bludgeon it to death with itself. Not many can do that. No mortal man can. But I can. And being mortal means I have to keep my body in peak physical condition, which is unfortunate because I just ran out - have to go buy some more, maybe get a two-in-one with shampoo in it, as well. Reading has always been hard for me. But, for now, we must choose - choose how meaty, how flanky, how sumptuous our biceps are. It's not a decision to lift weights, nor want to be healthier. It's all but matter of will - Will you tell your biceps they are amazing? You're goddamn right you will.