Tag Archives: Fitness

What’s your bench?

It is inevitable, that when someone (mostly bro’s) hears that I strength train or compete in a strength sport will ask, “What’s your bench?” It’s nauseating. Of course I lie. Why? Because it’s a bullshit question. Ask me what my … Continue reading

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Just Say No

It’s tough being a fat kid. By that I mean if I actually ate the Prawns in creme served on a ginormous home made crouton pictured above, I’d have gained three pounds. I’m not talking about three pounds of bloated … Continue reading

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Friday jams

It’s a bit grainy; stops short; but it’s old school. And it’s from one of the best. Deadwood quote of the day: Sayin’ questions in that tone and pointin’ your finger at me will get you told to fuck yourself.  … Continue reading

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F.A.C.

This last Friday, we changed things up a bit. Bigg came home a little early to help unload a heavy delivery we were expecting anywhere from 2-5pm (that didn’t come at all. Dear UPS,  you suck.) Anyways, he decided to … Continue reading

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