olyclimber

I gave birth.

always. give it a try some time.

Bill, thanks for the TR. When you're logged into CC.com, look on your upper right...click on "Gallery", and then in the upper right you'll see a link for uploading pictures. Then you can either just tell people to go look in the gallery, post a link to all the pictures there, or even imbed pictures in your post using the "Image" function that is available when posting in the "Instant UBB Code" box. PM me if you have any questions...I'd like to see some pictures of someone killing ice.

this is not one of mine jay

You ever hear of the neutron bomb? Destroys people - leaves buildings standing. Fits in a suitcase. It's so small, no one knows it's there until - BLAMMO. Eyes melt, skin explodes, everybody dead. So immoral, working on the thing can drive you mad. That's what happened to this friend of mine. So he had a lobotomy. Now he's well again.

This He-man woman haters club thread is going to attract so many women to this website, we won't know what to do. Women love testoserone. And hasn't anyone mentioned jackboots yet? Or goose stepping?

Here is how you teach math: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7172438422483406719&q=bikini+calculus

I think I would have wasted several days trying to dig up the devastating put down that I should have come up with at the time. This story reminds me of my own little bizzaro interaction at UW involving a random angry woman. In highschool I'd noticed that the bigger I got, the less inclined random dickheads were to fuck with me, and even though it was no longer necessary to do so in college, I continued with the bulkification process. By the time I hit my humble apex, I think I weighed just shy of 180 and was benching about 100lbs over that. I was actually on the way to the gym on campus when I heard this stream of wild profanity coming from behind me. When I turned around this wild-eyed woman who must have been pushing 50 - at least - was throwing down her bike and coming at me full throttle. I looked behind me to see if she was screaming at someone else and I was just in the way, and when I turned around she was front and center, about 1/2 a second away from her first shove to my chest. "What's up now mothe%$#er!" "Wha..." "Yeah - what's up punk-ass! Cut me off, huh. Well we can settle this right ^%$ing here, mother^%$#" "What are you talking about, I didn't even..." "Didn't even &^$*ing look, did you you (*&^%ing punk." Shove.[Look behind me for a camera. Surely this is a joke.] "Hey - what's with the shov..." "What's with the cutting-me off, mother^%$er?" "Settle down. I..." "Are you gonna settle me down, you piece of shit. Huh?" Shove "Look lady, I don't know wha..." Shove "Listen - I...." This went on for at least a couple of minutes, and I was caught between confusion, and despair. All those years of lifting, all of the bulkification has clearly been for naught. This build I've been working on is not even sufficient deter violence from a rail-thin 50+ woman with waving skin beneath her arms and the beginnings of osteoporosis... I walked away listening to her strange, aggressive catcals. "Yeah - I thought so - PUNK." I walked away from the gym, back to my room, and pondered the sheer futility that had been the bulkification crusade. I kept going to the gym, but it just wasn't the same... this is the top TR of the winter. thats hardcore getting bashed by a granny. you should print up t-shirts for this one for sure.

I don't care what they say about you Mike, you're all right.

Thanks for your opinion DeChristo.

maybe some people in this thread were opressed by their mother, sister, girlfriend, etc, and have forgotten that spirit. all sorts of issues around here.

While I'm not exactly a fan of Fairweather, he is a good guy. But he doesn't post here much anymore.

nice troll gary

just found the answer on google: A: It depends on what type of pushup contest it is.

what sort of windshirt do you wear to a pushup contest?

PSDS

its my fault, actually. i woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

hmmm

that which does not kill you makes you stronger. so, it depends.

Mr. Jizzy! Back into the box!

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7925292111832234698&q=SNL

You have a way with fiction. You looked good in "the suit" but please shave your legs next time. Also, you forgot to scrub behind the toilet, so you'll have to spend a little time down in the basement again.

you little wuss! are you sick of those mongolian kids rubbing your face in the sand? well,you should buy a subscription to urban climbing and then you can face up to those bullies. poor little hamster.

what is with the capitalization of "lame"? Didn't your mom teach you how to write?

Bring it on