I love yoga because I run so god damn much that I have no choice but to go at least once per week to stretch my shit out. Which means I am a fucking bad ass.

I love yoga because it's a room full of half naked chicks.

I hate yoga because after 45 minutes I'm over it and there's another 25 minutes left to go.

I love yoga because one time while in plow pose the kind-of-hot teacher with the huge tits came over and pushed down on my legs getting incredibly close to my cock at which point I said "is this going to cost me extra?" She didn't get it but the rest of the class laughed.

I love yoga because it makes me a better runner.

I love yoga because Lululemon turns me on.

I love yoga because I'm the only dude in a room full of chicks.

I hate yoga because it's hard as fuck.

I love yoga because after my last class the girl with the biggest tits gave me a double take on her way out the door. That's not saying much considering my only competition was a 65 year old man.

I hate yoga because my friends look at me funny whenever yoga comes up and they find out I go regularly. Then I tell them that it's a room full of half naked chicks with their asses up in the air, at which point they ask me for the address and I give them the address for Planned Parenthood. Then I love yoga again.