It's not what you think...

PPG is SO sick of me keeping up to him with my wee turbo that he's going to shave all the hair off his body in an attempt to "lighten" up a bit.

I told him it wouldn't be enough weight for him to beat me, but all I got was "Every little bit helps..."

Maybe someday he'll get there.

Now, I'll have all kinds of time to talk about DSMs, because I won't be busy fixing mine!