I like working out, but I can't stand the characters in the public gym. No matter what city I'm in, there's always the same people in there. There's always that one guy that's figured out the quickest way to look real big without actually training with weights is to squeeze his weird body into the smallest shirt he could possibly find. And you see him in there, and you're like, 'Damn, Bobby, you're looking huge! Wait a minute, what's that shirt say? Daddy's Little Princess?'