Predetermination

It is all about motivating your soon to be scrawny ass up until Monday, December 31st. Why would you even think about giving up even an inch to your opponent now? After this bet is over, you can cram all the blazin' buffalo wings you want into your face. Hell, you don't even have to set foot in a gym the rest of 2008. Start gaining back all the pounds you've lost over the past few weeks, we don't care. Our interest lies in seeing one of you guys turn into a loser, while the other becomes a champion, a champion of Shed the Weight by '08.

There should be no excuse not to work out after every time you visit this retarded web page. There will be a superabundance of motivational videos and clips that will force you to get out there do some serious damage to your opposition until you end up looking like Skeletor.



UPDATE: With little time left, Lloyd has attempted to once again sabotage Team Mike D. In an audacious act, Mr. Gasdia attempted to solicit team leader Mr. Jackson into joining Team Gasdia. To much surprise, the offer was immediately rejected by Mr. Jackson. Lloyd must now face the fact he is an asshat after this failed negotiation. Did he not recall Mr. Jackson's dedication and loyalty to Team Mike D as the Team Leader?

Nonetheless, if Team Gasdia should prove victorious, Mr. Jackson will be humbled into the fact that his decision was not wise.

The negotiation between the two must have been intense.

Pivotal Point

Dieting must be one of the hardest tasks that you can attempt to tackle. The gyms will be filled with a whole lot of numb-nuts right after the new year, trying to promise themselves that they can shed those last few holiday pounds. Bullshit, it never lasts. They will be right back on their couch the middle of February eating wings, meat lovers pizzas, and washing it down with a six pack of beer. However, the feat that these two retards are trying to accomplish is of mammoth proportions. Who in their right fucking mind would diet through the Holidays? Inspirational.

With about two weeks to go, it is coming down to the wire. You have no fucking time to cheat yourself and sneak in that one last meal. From here on out you will keep your nose to the grindstone. If you choose not to, you will lose this fucking bet and be labeled as a big fat loser with no pun intended.

The past few weeks have been hard. Don't let anything stand in your way and get you down. Tough it out for thirteen more days, push yourself, and crush your pathetic opponent. You will need all the help you can get.