haterz wanna be me
Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 12:38 pm
It was lovely weather today, the sun was out and it was nice a warm. I decided to fly to the gym today so I ripped out 5698 pull ups, quick warm up just to get the blood flowing. I went to my balcony and spread my lats in all their 1.3m wingspan glory and took flight. I can confirm, I was W&W's inspiration for the track Lift Off.
As I was gaining height and soaring through the air like the majestic saiyan I am, my extreme vision noticed something was amiss down on the ground. It was bad. Very bad. It was the worst thing that could have happened. A cross fit gym had opened up within 1 km of my house. I instantly felt the value of my house depreciate a good 200k.
I took a quick glance inside and the sheer amount of Beta's almost overwhelmed me. I was hopelessly out numbered. For this one, I had to call in the big man himself Prof. Oat. together we strategised the take down of the most cancerous thing to have ever been around since soy protein shakes.
We struck in the later afternoon when all the beta **** had come home from work and decided that it was time to squeeze in a "work out." Operation muscular retribution was a go. The first attack was crucial, due to me having more mass than the Prof. I was first to cannon through the doorway and selected my weapon of choice, the ever handy multipurpose barbell. The beta cross fit **** were shocked and stunned by my sudden appearance that they were frozen on the spot. I used this chance to spear 4 of them to a wall with a throw that Leonidas himself would look down upon with approval. I used my other barbell to then fight off the wave of beta's that started flooding around me.
I was beginning to struggle against the masses but then the second phase of our attack came into play. Oat had filled their water system with 60 tubs of albuterex and he had slipped by during the commotion and activated the fire alarm. Torrents of fat melting albuterex poured form the ceiling and instantly melted all the beta's to nothing but bone. This however wasnt enough, they needed to be wiped from existence. This was the final part of the operation, Oat and I performed the fusion dance and created the ultimate being, we were now Arnie mode. With our strength we used our new found Austrian accent and then uttered the 4 magic words, "Do you even lift."
The Gym was instantly engulfed in flames that came from the fiery pits of hell themselves. We then lunged our way all the way to our gym.
Today was leg day.
As I was gaining height and soaring through the air like the majestic saiyan I am, my extreme vision noticed something was amiss down on the ground. It was bad. Very bad. It was the worst thing that could have happened. A cross fit gym had opened up within 1 km of my house. I instantly felt the value of my house depreciate a good 200k.
I took a quick glance inside and the sheer amount of Beta's almost overwhelmed me. I was hopelessly out numbered. For this one, I had to call in the big man himself Prof. Oat. together we strategised the take down of the most cancerous thing to have ever been around since soy protein shakes.
We struck in the later afternoon when all the beta **** had come home from work and decided that it was time to squeeze in a "work out." Operation muscular retribution was a go. The first attack was crucial, due to me having more mass than the Prof. I was first to cannon through the doorway and selected my weapon of choice, the ever handy multipurpose barbell. The beta cross fit **** were shocked and stunned by my sudden appearance that they were frozen on the spot. I used this chance to spear 4 of them to a wall with a throw that Leonidas himself would look down upon with approval. I used my other barbell to then fight off the wave of beta's that started flooding around me.
I was beginning to struggle against the masses but then the second phase of our attack came into play. Oat had filled their water system with 60 tubs of albuterex and he had slipped by during the commotion and activated the fire alarm. Torrents of fat melting albuterex poured form the ceiling and instantly melted all the beta's to nothing but bone. This however wasnt enough, they needed to be wiped from existence. This was the final part of the operation, Oat and I performed the fusion dance and created the ultimate being, we were now Arnie mode. With our strength we used our new found Austrian accent and then uttered the 4 magic words, "Do you even lift."
The Gym was instantly engulfed in flames that came from the fiery pits of hell themselves. We then lunged our way all the way to our gym.
Today was leg day.
