Brad Was Pissed. His Sleeves Weren't "missing." He Never Saw A Sleeve Pictured On Milk Carton In His

Brad was pissed. His sleeves weren't "missing." He never saw a sleeve pictured on milk carton in his life. That woman was rediculous. Why wouldn’t she just go away? She couldn’t see a cute t-shirt if it hit her over the head. Now where was Chris with that crop top? Brad needed to cool off.

Chris was 76% sure he put his singlet on correctly. No matter. It shan't be on long.

Zach Riley sure looks ready to wrestle. Question is, is he? 

Brad’s tummy kept making noise. Maybe it was trying to do the laundry. Chris hoped so. His mind was dirty. Sex obviously got in the way of any further intelligible conversation.

Brad forgot. Was Natalie Imbruglia’s new line of jeans called Pumped or Ripped? Then he remembered Pumped was a restaurant. That’s where he wore his dinner jacket. That date with Chris went really well. Like really well. At that precise moment, the photographer captured the campaign’s flagship photo. Super happy with the shoot, for three hours Natalie became Brad’s first and only female friend.

With Brad asleep, Chris thought to wonder down the Appalachian Trail.

The arm muscles were growing and Brad and Chris thought it was funny to keep taking photos. Four photos and four pumps later, Jim the gym owner exploded.