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well you're all basically pussies now in comparison. ITT ASK A 185LB MAN WHO JUST BENCHED 315X1 ANYTHING
Serious I'm wicked fucking strong.
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Describe in detail your training regiment to make this happen.
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but can you beat me in street fighter?
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Used 295lb 1rm to start the program. |
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Champions edition? For genesis?? Maybe yo I'm fucking ILL at that jawn, Mo |
Did you play with your spotters ballsack doe
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K lmk when you hit 365 at 185
That was peak obv but since you're peaking now make that your goal |
i can do 17 pushups and my arms are as long as my legs
i'ma national treasure |
No back arch
pause on chest for a 3 count at least |
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But word that's crazy....I WILL CATCH YOU DIODE |
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No arch....but no 3 count...although I almost hit it for 2 reps....bar Def hit my chest |
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need video evidence. if not possible, a 250 word report will suffice, explaining how it felt then and now, how it will make you a better person in the future and how it has improved the aesthetic of your nipples. Due by the end of the day.
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But can u take a dragons tale like a g?
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So allow my to oblige you WITH MY REPORT THERE I WAS.....IN MY RED CONVERSE CHUCK TAYLORS. LACED TO THE TOP OBV. ARNOLD CLASSIC TANK ON. CHECK. CHECK THE BARBELL RESTING ON THE BENCH.... ACT AS THO EXAMINING BAR .....THEN LOUDLY PULL BAR OFF IN DISGUST.....AND SWITCH WITH NEIGHBORING BAR....NOW EVERY1 KNOWS I CAME TO LIFT. I'M NOT SUM FUCKBOY FAGOT THAT GOES TO THE BEACH WITH MY GIRLFRIEND AND TAKES THOSE OLD TIMEY WESTERN PHOTOS LIKE A FUCKING PUTON I'M A GOD DAMN SMASH MOUTH MANIAC OUT THIS MUG. WARM UP SET. 135LBS. LITERALLY PUSH THE BAR OFF MY CHEST SO FAST AND SO FEROCIOUSLY THAT I COULD SMELL THE FRONT DESK LADIES CUCCI GET WET IMMEDIATELY. SHE'S A SLUT. I'D FUCK HER HUSBAND RAW. WARM UP SET 2. 225. NOW I LOOK AROUND THE ROOM TO SEE OF ANY1 IS LOOKING AT MY COCK. IN SIDE I LOL HARD CUZ I HAVE NKT EVEN COME CLOSE TO MY HIGHEST POWER LEVELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL KAH MEH KAAHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKING OBLITERATE THE SHIT. THEN I WALK OVER TO GET MY 3RD PLATE FOR EACH SIDE......DOVES FLY CRISS CROSSING BEHIND ME....I FLICK A CIG W MY RIGHT HAND AND IT LANDS OVER AT THE SMITH RACK AND EXPLODES MURDERING THE FUCK OUT OF THE LITTLE BITCH THAT WAS BENCHING 185 IN IT LIKE A FUCKING CHILD. I LOOK OVER AT MY SPOT....HE KNOWS WHAT THE FUCK IS UP. SO I'M LAYING THERE AND TIME STOPPED. AS I MOVED THE BAR TOWARDS MY CHEST SO EFFORTLESSLY I REALIZED THAT IN MY MOST TRIUMPHANT MOMENT OF LIFTING GLORY I HAD DISCOVERED TIME TRAVEL. I BLACKED OUT SHORTLY AFTER. I'VE SINCE BEEN SEEN BUT MULTIPLE MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS NONE KF WHICH ARE ABLE TO ACCOUNT FOR THE TUMOR THAT DEVELOPED IN MY BRAIN UPON COMPLETING THE LIFT. ALL I KNO IS THAT TODAY I CROSSED INTO A NEW TIER. LEAVING HUMANITY BEHIND. FOREVER. |
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i feel like there could be a whole new level to texting as i realize you dont even have to rhyme nor battle but to be as descriptive as you fucking could possibly be should be a new genre of battling in it self.. i fucking love this. i aswell laughed hard. it was great... could you be.... the master?... hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm |
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