Trying to convince my son to work out more, but he looks exactly like Wincent Weiss and he's like, You want me to torture myself every day, in order to look like a slightly-more ripped version of a rock star?

Good point, actually. But yeah. 😂

He'd rather just play soccer with his bros, eat his leberkässemmel and drink 🍺.

I keep telling him that it'll catch up with him in 20 years and that spam is not a food group, but whatever. Kids never listen.