T-Mag

My discovery of T-mag caused a great epiphany. An adulthood of assimilation and toleration of the non-T world has caused me bewilderment as to how these sad sack panty waists muster the fortitude to function. The idea that I am some sort of other species attempting to mingle with lesser life forms has assailed me more than once. I AM another species, T-man. The fact that there are other individuals in existence who refuse to accept the body they were given, whine about their lousy jobs, and bitch about their bland lives; who instead choke slam life until it is gagging and blue and force it to behave on their terms or die trying, gatifies me to no end.

I am not the only guy who wears headphones and stares at the floor between sets, and feel like the baddest dude on the planet when I have just squatted a weight that was previously impossible to me and lie on the floor afterwards thanking God that I am alive and I am me. People who love it when they are labeled as obsessed and strange by obese hedonists and myrmidons. Others do exist who know the God-like feelings conjured when a member of the opposite sex checks out your walnut cracking ass, asks to feel your arm, or chest, or even your throbbing T-sword. The simple knowledge that others experience the surge in their bellies when they train, or score, or make an A on an exam, and know that this T makes life worth living, restores my faith that the human race may indeed survive and prosper. Please accept my long-winded entry into the Testosterone nation, of which I have been an unknowing citizen.

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Amen!

Outstanding!

Welcome, T-brother!

Welcome. It’s great to hear someone articulate the T-feeling so well.

Well said dude. I am going through a delicate phase in my life. My friends are saying that I shouldn’t try so hard. That I should stop looking for girls, back off from the weights, stop eating so much,don’t take wrestling so seriously, that I should of taken an easier Senior Year. I say “Fuck You”. I will not accept a life of mediocracy! Fuck you mediocracy! I also say “fuck you” to fate. Many things never came easy for me, that’s a better reason to work hard for what I want.

Thanx T-Bro! Due to recent events in my life and in the world, I’ve been a bit tender. Your little post just confirmed me. I love your line about choking and I will quote it the school paper.

Stupendous, beannog. This brother in T salutes you. When given advice such as your friends are giving you, I always have the (unarticulated) thoughts along the lines of; “what, so I can be like you?” The absolute worst thing to do in life is settle for mediocrity. Anyone can be average.

UNLEASH HELL.

These posts have raised my blood pressure and the hair on my spine. I think my T-levels just doubled. I can’t wait to hit the weightroom like a madman and circulate my heightened T-levels to those around me. These posts should be inspiration and motivation to us all to take it to the next level.