[quote]Im_New_Feed_Me wrote:
[quote]solidkhalid wrote:
[quote]NvrTooLate wrote:
[quote]solidkhalid wrote:
[quote]NvrTooLate wrote:
[quote]solidkhalid wrote:
[quote]NvrTooLate wrote:
[quote]solidkhalid wrote:
-Steal and hide dumbbells
-load an extra plate
-Politely ask “are you using this?” about dumbbells or bar/plates, and if they are, say “not anymore” and take it
-take cable handle attachments during someones rest period and put it back in the box or behind the bar (especially D-handles for cable crossovers)
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How is it that fights don’t break out everyday at this gym?[/quote]
'Cuz frat bros are pussies. Plus I didn’t train everyday.[/quote]
I don’t doubt you, it’s just that’s over the top asking to get your ass kicked. I get really annoyed with people who stand in front of the DB rack and do their bro curls. I would explode if someone did any of the things you’re describing.[/quote]
Honestly if I felt like anyone I was doing that to could have kicked my ass I probably wouldn’t have done it in the first place. This all stemmed from my patience running out after months of dealing with the same shit and frustration due to it. Respect goes a long way, and for these guys in the gym I had none. It’s a place for progression, not retardation. [/quote]
Hold on, wait… I must not have read your previous posts carefully. You did all those things to other people? That makes you the douchebag![/quote]
Fuck that. I put up with their bullshit long enough with no action or response. My patience only goes so far. If I’m a douchebag for making idiots and mockers leave my gym, then I guess I am. But you tell me shit like DB rack curls and assisted rowing (aka bench press spotting “Its all you bro!”) bug you and I get rid of it, all of a sudden I’m the bad guy? Get real.[/quote]
You kind of seem like a wiener. It’s ok, someone will eventually stand up to your cocky bullshit.
Did your mother hug you enough when you were a kid?[/quote]
Love how confidence gets confused with cockiness, but nothing new there =)
I don’t see what the amount of hugs my mother gave me as a kid has to do with anything. Good job there.