Weeks ago I was faced by a walking over-tensed piece of human brutality that was desperately eager to destroy my sensitive face. Why? Because I made fun of the way he would groan while lifting his two hundred and fifty pounds in bench press.
Apparently, in the world of hyper weight lifters that have orgasms by looking at the veins of their own biceps, if you are performing simple boring calisthenics, you ought to produce no sound and engage into mute face reddening, like a bloating tomato. However, if you are lifting a heavy moon, you automatically gain the right to produce some sound equivalent to four fat people having sex at the same time as some dude with a really pitching annoying voice is growling while his balls are being severely tortured.
A lot of men still prefer being bodybuilders than Abercrombie and Finch models. It is proven that models are far more attractive than machines with arms the size of legs. But that will not stop a lot of idiots like the guy who threatened to terminate me the other day. They will continue to go to the gym, drink banana shakes with whey protein, inject creatine and steroids, wake up at three o'clock in the morning to eat pancakes, and hardly masturbate because it is said that sperm being free means muscle not growing, while I, Ricardo, not to bulky, hopefully sexy, sexual and sensual at the same time, have to connive this situation laughing and, indeed, either masturbating or being masturbated.
Guys, drop the weights and go play some Frisbee golf for f*** sake.
Apparently, in the world of hyper weight lifters that have orgasms by looking at the veins of their own biceps, if you are performing simple boring calisthenics, you ought to produce no sound and engage into mute face reddening, like a bloating tomato. However, if you are lifting a heavy moon, you automatically gain the right to produce some sound equivalent to four fat people having sex at the same time as some dude with a really pitching annoying voice is growling while his balls are being severely tortured.
A lot of men still prefer being bodybuilders than Abercrombie and Finch models. It is proven that models are far more attractive than machines with arms the size of legs. But that will not stop a lot of idiots like the guy who threatened to terminate me the other day. They will continue to go to the gym, drink banana shakes with whey protein, inject creatine and steroids, wake up at three o'clock in the morning to eat pancakes, and hardly masturbate because it is said that sperm being free means muscle not growing, while I, Ricardo, not to bulky, hopefully sexy, sexual and sensual at the same time, have to connive this situation laughing and, indeed, either masturbating or being masturbated.
Guys, drop the weights and go play some Frisbee golf for f*** sake.
