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- No! No, no, no, no, no. There must be some way to swap back. Some way to refill it.- What do you have to moan about? You know how much fucking work I put into that body? I don't even know what macros your flabby sack of a body should have. It's like 200 pounds heavy. What's that? Like 100 grams of protein, 50 grams of fat, and 250-ish grams of carbs per day?- I have no idea.- I guess you never paid attention in PE. Always fucking around with computers and math.- That's not it. Don't you feel it?- What? Your dick?- You just made a rough estimate of macros like that.- Yeah, but I know how to... Oh, My Fucking God! Your brain is amazing!- Thanks, I guess, but it means figuring out how to swap us back lands on you.- Fuck that! This was your idea to begin with. Your body isn't ugly as such. Just need some work. I think I can reel it back on track in maybe two years. Then I'll be both hot and the smart one.- Fuck you!- Hey, watch it. You know how close you are to be expelled.