Hey,
So a guy walks into a bar and lifts his shirt up while reading his grocery list while old ladies eat pig fat.
Not really but I couldn't resist it, sounds like a bad joke that one of your buddies tries to tell you when he's had a few too many.
I mean what does pig fat, old ladies, my abs and your future grocery list have to do with each other?
More importantly, it just might be the most critical thing for your health that you read all week.
Jimmy