Great game and they bolstered it with tie fighter
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Also this.
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Couldn’t disagree more! Convert to the metric system already 
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I don’t like training my legs.
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Yes.
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LOL! I’m going to add to this.
What is it with all this silliness about “hard work” when it comes to lifting weights? There is a minimal amount of effort required to achieve your physique goals or a better squat which you must learn to expend at will which takes you out of your comfort zone but, come on, it’s not fucking hard work. It’s a fucking hobby. Jesus Christ.
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Shhh, don’t tell anybody.
A colleague, about my age, works his ass off in the gym (cardio, and all frenetic and shit) and says, “I can’t believe how lean you stay.” It breaks my heart to tell him I don’t do any cardio.
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Same here. I turned down a slice of cake at a birthday dinner recently by saying, “I’m on diet” just to see the looks on everyone’s faces.
Wait, I’m not done.
You know what I think of guys in commercial gyms think they’re better than everyone else just because they’re the only ones squatting there and feel the need to make a fucking meme about how they went to war with the weights? They remind me of one of those tiny girls with their cute little boxing gloves doing cardio kickboxing who think they can really kick your ass.
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I almost went down that path. Then I grew a brain.
Now any time anyone asks me about anything related to training or diet I just tell them to find the smallest effort they can make to achieve the result they want.
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Confession: almost everytime I open this thread, Usher’s ‘Confessions’ song plays in my head 
I don’t even like that song…
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Don’t lie
This is a safe (ish) space
Nup can’t stand em. Usher, R.Kelly, Jason Derulo… All those real soft RnB singers, make me gag. It’s like watching a soft drama movie. What’s the point? Either go hardcore thriller or stick to your children’s adventure/fantasy.
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I always think of the hitman level where you have to knock out the priest, steal his robes and kill the target in the confessional booth.
“Forgive me father for I have sinned…”
Fiber wire garrote.
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@oldbeancam exactly!
I locked myself outside at 10 pm in freezing weather and did not think to ring the front doorbell
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Hah! Funny. I enjoy training legs. Depending on how upset or unforgiving of myself I am on any given day will determine how much I torture myself doing leg stuff.
My mate spent last night out on his lawn because he was locked out, drunk and smoky. Poor guy was too afraid to call his parents to let him in.
Not sure how he explained waking up in the backyard…
When I was 18 I once smashed an entire cupboard full of cups and plates at my parents house looking for some loose change to pay the taxi driver (they had a cup with loose change in) whilst very drunk, so drunk that I couldn’t remember even getting in a taxi.
My dad went out to pay the driver and there was no one there, when I awoke the next day I had no phone or wallet. Now I have no idea what happened, but I can only assume either…
Taxi driver robbed me because I couldn’t pay, or someone else robbed me and what i thought was a taxi driver was actually a good Samaritan dropping me home, or a police car, or I walked, or aliens. What happened to me on that night is still a blur, there are certain flash backs to me being in places I shouldn’t have been miles from home. Pretty scary really.
One thing I am certain of is that I never got that drunk again.
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