Kelly Brook Sexy Magazine Pictures Only Strengthen My Resolve
I remember doing this rope tug-of-war back in P.E. class in middle school. Half the boys on one side, half on the other, while Mr. Klausen, the gym coach with the odd mustache who encouraged frequent showering for the young men in his locker room would bite hard on a towel as he watched the boys epic struggle. Of course, everybody gave it a good 60-seconds of effort, until they let go, because there was no real prize, everybody quit, except for me and Carmen Haynesworth. I didn't quit because I was stupidly stubborn. Carmen didn't quit because he was an 'athlete' and his dad would whoop his ass regularly for failing to achieve. So, the tug o' war would invariably end, mano e mano, me and Carmen, locked in a classic battle of will versus power. And, yeah, I lost every time, cause pimping spirit will only gets you so far when you weigh 90-lbs and your parents genetically gifted you the muscle tone of a infant-aged girl. But, to point, the beauty is in the struggle.
