That's what Baby Girl said to me last night as I flipped through a yoga catalog that was mailed to me.
By "they" she meant the yoga company.
And by "know you" she meant because I'm a sloth. She knows me well.
The catalog was something, let me tell you. The clothes were great (I'd lounge around in them in a hot second), but the poses those women were in. Ow, ow, and more ows. Look at this. Just look at it.
For now, I'm keeping the catalog. The company might not know what I sloth I am, but even sloths like to look cute when they sloth around...