This is The Rock's diet plan. And now this is all I can hear is:
"No one eats like The Rock
Gets through meat like The Rock
No one eats seven meals and no sweets like The Rock..."
The Rock is, after all, roughly the size of a barge. I'm trying my best not to rewrite the whole thing, but...
"No one shouts like The Rock
or works out like The Rock
No one steers clear of salmon and trout like The Rock
I use white cod in all of my overfishing!
My, what a guy!
The Rock!"
(In case you were wondering, this is what the inside of my head looks like most of the time. Oh hey, a thing happened? Let me rewrite a song to be about that. What? No, can't talk now. I'm thinking of things that rhyme with cod. What do you mean, why? Why aren't you thinking of things that rhyme with cod?)
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