Some azn faggot that tells everyone they can eat whatever they want, thus being the shortcut to six pack abs.
Typically goes by the street name of "Mike" but we all know he's Mr. Chang, and he's just leveraging his shitty internet marketing in order for you to buy his book, which is most likely just an ebook, full of him eating tons of rice and chicken, bland rice and chicken.
Mr. Chang was on the youtube again today, he told me that I could get six pack abs, so I started eating everything in my house.
...I can't fit through my front door now, so I can't pickup the box with his shitty book inside.
Dr. Drew on Celebrity Rehab said "All of a sudden what had been just another Hollywood proposal became for him an unexpected blessing, an opportunity for growth. In drug recovery language, that's called a "God shot."
A food native to Pittsburgh/Western Pennsylvania in which cubes of pork and/or veal are put on a short, wooden skewer, breaded, then baked and/or fried.
I've heard that city chicken originated during the Great Depression, when folks didn't have enough money to buy full cuts of meat, so they assembled meat scraps on a wooden skewer, creating a make-shift drumstick. Hence the name.
The rush of neurotransmitters and neuropeptides triggered specifically by watching the Seven Dwarfs marchhome singing "Heigh-Ho" — that particular high of pickaxes, whistling while you work, and communal domestic bliss in a cottage built for men half your height.
I only meant to watch the Heigh-Ho scene for the endwarfins, and then it was two hours later and I'd watched the whole movie.
Endwarfins aren't just a Snow White thing — I get the same hit off the Lollipop Guild in Oz.