Sybersnot, Rant, AyeDee, ProtoMoron BEGIN POASTING

[Croatoa]

Hey Shaf, what ever happened to that crazy Polish guy who was talking about THEM BROTHERS SMOLOV and attaching small weights to his body like armor?

Was that the same guy who had a thread on how he made his feet more muscular?

That sounds more like Crusader. The guy who wore wrestling shoes and did lunges all night at his factory job, or some shit. Also, had bees in his wall.

Ok shit. That’s right.

[DrDonkeyLove...]

Hey Shaf, what ever happened to that crazy Polish guy who was talking about THEM BROTHERS SMOLOV and attaching small weights to his body like armor?

Was that the same guy who had a thread on how he made his feet more muscular?

That sounds more like Crusader. The guy who wore wrestling shoes and did lunges all night at his factory job, or some shit. Also, had bees in his wall.

And one of his work colleagues was a vampire.

[Hanglow Joe]

Rant is the most entertaining fitness writer of all time. The absolute best. I pissed myself laughing at least a dozen times reading him. Mother fucking arms day might have been his greatest post.

[Bennyonesix1]

This?

"Motherfucking arms day.

Lately I have been training around not one but two injuries. Neither very serious but serious enough to have to train around instead of through. So I’ve been going to a local community gym because they have more stuff to help me train around the injuries. The gym is owned by the city of Boston and runs $30 a year so you can’t beat it. However I still prefer my garage gym because of all the gym numb nuts that dominate this gym. Benching and E-Z bar curls are the order of the day at this gym and I think its mando that all members wear fingerless weightlifting gloves and lifting belts. The belts must be worn and cinched tight at all times, even when working on the pec deck.

Anyway after I finished up I took a seat on a box in the corner to scan out the various routines. Nothing too remarkable. Then walks in Steve and Doug Butabi, you know, the characters from A Night at the Roxbury. I knew these chowderheads from a my pre-garage gym days. There they were in all their glory pulling on their gloves and cinching their leather belts. Donned in spaghetti strap muscle Ts and parachute pants they made their rounds slapping hands with the other numb nuts. This is their gym. After the formalities they bee lined straight for the preacher curl bench for a warm up with the E-Z curl bar. Thirty seconds later they were off to the incline bench for incline dumbbell curls. Then on to the tricep pushdown machine. After that they went to the flat bench for concentration curls super setted with tricep kickbacks. I don’t think I saw a dumbbell used over 30 pounds but I could tell they were feeling the burn by all the yelling and screaming while transfixed on the mirror in front of them. After the super sets they socialized more and then proceeded back to the preacher curl bench for the real work.

Now you may be wondering why I was sitting there for so long watching the Butabi brothers pump iron. Well I had finished my work out and was socializing with a few guys I hadn’t seen in years. I was just sort of half watching the Butabi brothers. One couldn’t help it because they were making spectacles out of them selves.

Now back to the preacher curl bench. Now at this point I did sit down and watch because one of the Bubati brothers, let’s call him Steve, pointed to my chalk and asked in a very audible voice, “who’s is dis”? I said it was mine and he asked if he could use some. Of course I said yes but couldn’t help wondering what for. He chalked up, cinched his belt, adjusted his fingerless gloves and braced himself in the preacher curl bench. His brother, Doug, handed off the E-Z curl bar to him with as much as 45 pounds loaded on the bar. He then proceeded to do forced reps. After about 6 or 7 reps it was Doug’s turn. I asked him if he needed some chalk. He declined, tightened his leather belt, gloves and believe it or not wrist wraps. He went to his set but apparently lacked the zeal that Steve had. I know this because Steve began berating him like a red-faced drill sergeant. Steve said, “You motherfucker, get serious! This is fucking arms day! It’s motherfucking arms day man!

In my 25 years of weight training I have never seen anything more ridicules than this whole scenario and that’s saying a lot. And I don’t know what bothered me more, the fact that these guys were such faggots or the fact that no one in the gym seemed to find anything unusual about this scenario. Anyway I laughed my ass off all the way to the showers. I may have to go to the gym more often. With gym dues only $30 a year you can’t beat this kind of entertainment value."

[Turdacious]

Hey Shaf, what ever happened to that crazy Polish guy who was talking about THEM BROTHERS SMOLOV and attaching small weights to his body like armor?

Was that the same guy who had a thread on how he made his feet more muscular?

That sounds more like Crusader. The guy who wore wrestling shoes and did lunges all night at his factory job, or some shit. Also, had bees in his wall.

And one of his work colleagues was a vampire.

And who needs to get back here and start posting. We need KJV!

[Hanglow Joe]

This?

"Motherfucking arms day.

Lately I have been training around not one but two injuries. Neither very serious but serious enough to have to train around instead of through. So I’ve been going to a local community gym because they have more stuff to help me train around the injuries. The gym is owned by the city of Boston and runs $30 a year so you can’t beat it. However I still prefer my garage gym because of all the gym numb nuts that dominate this gym. Benching and E-Z bar curls are the order of the day at this gym and I think its mando that all members wear fingerless weightlifting gloves and lifting belts. The belts must be worn and cinched tight at all times, even when working on the pec deck.

Anyway after I finished up I took a seat on a box in the corner to scan out the various routines. Nothing too remarkable. Then walks in Steve and Doug Butabi, you know, the characters from A Night at the Roxbury. I knew these chowderheads from a my pre-garage gym days. There they were in all their glory pulling on their gloves and cinching their leather belts. Donned in spaghetti strap muscle Ts and parachute pants they made their rounds slapping hands with the other numb nuts. This is their gym. After the formalities they bee lined straight for the preacher curl bench for a warm up with the E-Z curl bar. Thirty seconds later they were off to the incline bench for incline dumbbell curls. Then on to the tricep pushdown machine. After that they went to the flat bench for concentration curls super setted with tricep kickbacks. I don’t think I saw a dumbbell used over 30 pounds but I could tell they were feeling the burn by all the yelling and screaming while transfixed on the mirror in front of them. After the super sets they socialized more and then proceeded back to the preacher curl bench for the real work.

Now you may be wondering why I was sitting there for so long watching the Butabi brothers pump iron. Well I had finished my work out and was socializing with a few guys I hadn’t seen in years. I was just sort of half watching the Butabi brothers. One couldn’t help it because they were making spectacles out of them selves.

Now back to the preacher curl bench. Now at this point I did sit down and watch because one of the Bubati brothers, let’s call him Steve, pointed to my chalk and asked in a very audible voice, “who’s is dis”? I said it was mine and he asked if he could use some. Of course I said yes but couldn’t help wondering what for. He chalked up, cinched his belt, adjusted his fingerless gloves and braced himself in the preacher curl bench. His brother, Doug, handed off the E-Z curl bar to him with as much as 45 pounds loaded on the bar. He then proceeded to do forced reps. After about 6 or 7 reps it was Doug’s turn. I asked him if he needed some chalk. He declined, tightened his leather belt, gloves and believe it or not wrist wraps. He went to his set but apparently lacked the zeal that Steve had. I know this because Steve began berating him like a red-faced drill sergeant. Steve said, “You motherfucker, get serious! This is fucking arms day! It’s motherfucking arms day man!

In my 25 years of weight training I have never seen anything more ridicules than this whole scenario and that’s saying a lot. And I don’t know what bothered me more, the fact that these guys were such faggots or the fact that no one in the gym seemed to find anything unusual about this scenario. Anyway I laughed my ass off all the way to the showers. I may have to go to the gym more often. With gym dues only $30 a year you can’t beat this kind of entertainment value."

Dat. Thanks for the laugh.

I enjoyed the battles with Chaos and Pain. He's still out there, haven't given him a thought in 5 years.

[Kazuya Mishima]

Who can forget that Hitler video when Jeek left the forum.

[Bennyonesix1]

If you've never chimped on an anon forum, you haven't really lived.

[Kazuya Mishima]

If you've never chimped on an anon forum, you haven't really lived.

WHAT THIS MEAN CHIMP? YOU MEAN CHARGE PHONE, EAT HOT CHIP, LIE? WHAT IS MEAN?

[Bennyonesix1]

YOU MUST CHIMP

Pls respond

[Fat Cat]

This?

"Motherfucking arms day.

Lately I have been training around not one but two injuries. Neither very serious but serious enough to have to train around instead of through. So I’ve been going to a local community gym because they have more stuff to help me train around the injuries. The gym is owned by the city of Boston and runs $30 a year so you can’t beat it. However I still prefer my garage gym because of all the gym numb nuts that dominate this gym. Benching and E-Z bar curls are the order of the day at this gym and I think its mando that all members wear fingerless weightlifting gloves and lifting belts. The belts must be worn and cinched tight at all times, even when working on the pec deck.

Anyway after I finished up I took a seat on a box in the corner to scan out the various routines. Nothing too remarkable. Then walks in Steve and Doug Butabi, you know, the characters from A Night at the Roxbury. I knew these chowderheads from a my pre-garage gym days. There they were in all their glory pulling on their gloves and cinching their leather belts. Donned in spaghetti strap muscle Ts and parachute pants they made their rounds slapping hands with the other numb nuts. This is their gym. After the formalities they bee lined straight for the preacher curl bench for a warm up with the E-Z curl bar. Thirty seconds later they were off to the incline bench for incline dumbbell curls. Then on to the tricep pushdown machine. After that they went to the flat bench for concentration curls super setted with tricep kickbacks. I don’t think I saw a dumbbell used over 30 pounds but I could tell they were feeling the burn by all the yelling and screaming while transfixed on the mirror in front of them. After the super sets they socialized more and then proceeded back to the preacher curl bench for the real work.

Now you may be wondering why I was sitting there for so long watching the Butabi brothers pump iron. Well I had finished my work out and was socializing with a few guys I hadn’t seen in years. I was just sort of half watching the Butabi brothers. One couldn’t help it because they were making spectacles out of them selves.

Now back to the preacher curl bench. Now at this point I did sit down and watch because one of the Bubati brothers, let’s call him Steve, pointed to my chalk and asked in a very audible voice, “who’s is dis”? I said it was mine and he asked if he could use some. Of course I said yes but couldn’t help wondering what for. He chalked up, cinched his belt, adjusted his fingerless gloves and braced himself in the preacher curl bench. His brother, Doug, handed off the E-Z curl bar to him with as much as 45 pounds loaded on the bar. He then proceeded to do forced reps. After about 6 or 7 reps it was Doug’s turn. I asked him if he needed some chalk. He declined, tightened his leather belt, gloves and believe it or not wrist wraps. He went to his set but apparently lacked the zeal that Steve had. I know this because Steve began berating him like a red-faced drill sergeant. Steve said, “You motherfucker, get serious! This is fucking arms day! It’s motherfucking arms day man!

In my 25 years of weight training I have never seen anything more ridicules than this whole scenario and that’s saying a lot. And I don’t know what bothered me more, the fact that these guys were such faggots or the fact that no one in the gym seemed to find anything unusual about this scenario. Anyway I laughed my ass off all the way to the showers. I may have to go to the gym more often. With gym dues only $30 a year you can’t beat this kind of entertainment value."

Dat. Thanks for the laugh.

I enjoyed the battles with Chaos and Pain. He's still out there, haven't given him a thought in 5 years.

Art, real art, comes in many forms.

[Kazuya Mishima]

YOU MUST CHIMP

Pls respond

HOW AM I DOING NOW?

[Bennyonesix1]

YOU MUST CHIMP

Pls respond

HOW AM I DOING NOW?

[Shafpocalypse Now]

Hey Shaf, what ever happened to that crazy Polish guy who was talking about THEM BROTHERS SMOLOV and attaching small weights to his body like armor?

Peter Putz
A german phD psychologist whose schizophrenia/megalomania/manic depression became uncontrollable. I think he was manic depressive. He was a good guy but you could watch him go nuts on the upswings. I think he is hospitalized and will rarely get internet access...but I've seen him on FB as close to a year ago.

[Shafpocalypse Now]

I sometimes find myself wondering what happened to Rant.....and then I wonder why am I wondering what happened to Rant?

And then guys like Dan John who used to drop knowledge here. I really wish I had more chance to chat with him before he passed.

LOL. Dan is alive. Still on FB and still on the Dave Draper forums IIRC

[newguy]

I sometimes find myself wondering what happened to Rant.....and then I wonder why am I wondering what happened to Rant?

And then guys like Dan John who used to drop knowledge here. I really wish I had more chance to chat with him before he passed.

LOL. Dan is alive. Still on FB and still on the Dave Draper forums IIRC

WHAT??? No way. That's great news.

HEY. SHAF. Can you reset Spells password and get him back on here?

We need all the active members we can get.

[seeahill]

CRUSADER HAD BEES IN THE WALL!!!

[Bennyonesix1]

I think he had adventures with an overground pool as well.