I had the pleasure of re-lining the inside of a big shot blast machine once. One would think there is a limit to the amount of dirty you can get, but there really isn’t.
That barge place only had 2 hells. The hotter than and the colder than. I think the colder than was actually worse.
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Not only that, but it’s coarse and it gets everywhere.
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There’s a reason the 9th level of hell is frozen over lol
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What gets me about the “look how much crap I eat” types is that the whole thing almost runs contra to the idea of them actually working hard for their physique, which most will undoubtedly have done. Me I want people to know I’ve worked hard and I’ll tell them all the time. Like ad nauseam.
Double latin there bruh
I’ve just tried to crush a potato @duketheslaya
results?
Tried says it all!
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Start a youtube channel, put “nutrition enthusiast” behind your name, sell diet, make millions.
You’re welcome.
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You’re thinking about this rationally like they’re actually trying to communicate with their audience. Remember that with people milking social media to earn a living, attention is currency. Who gets more attention:
Steak and rice guy
Cookies and bacon guy
Also remember that what they’re truly eating and what they post isn’t necessarily equal.
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Oh no doubt, I believe very little that I see on Instagram and refuse outright to get involved with Twitter or Facebook.
Today’s confessional: my pre gym dump this morning almost made my eyes water it was that putrid smelling.
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Maybe I am slightly jaded since I’m a old meat head. But my sister was in from out of state for my youngest sons graduation. In tow was her only child my only blood nephew whom just turned 13. Let’s just say if he lived closer old uncle dog would drag him into the weight room for his own good. Kid is small soft and pudgy along with being awkward around other. He shares zero genetic traits of his two older cousins on this side of the family tree. Poor kid is going to be eaten alive by other kids in school I fear.
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I think I’m a scary cat.
I was washing dishes. And for my husband being as tall and big and he is, he walks insanely light. I guess it’s because I was concentrating, but I didn’t even know he was behind me, and he didn’t even finish asking a question before I just involuntarily screamed.
Husband: “ Have y-”
Me: 
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It’s not like the old days mate, there’s no eating alive anymore. I’ve had 2 bullying claims I’ve had to fight off this year because people didn’t like getting feedback that their work was a turd and needed far more effort put into it. I thought I was very constructive and positive about it too lol
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Unless he goes to a special school where most of the kids are Russian athletes then he’ll probably be average.
I worked at a baseball game last night and 90% of the people there were fat, soft, and weak. I saw families of morbidly obese people. This included all of them from parents to small children. It’s sickening.
If I blew Marijuana smoke on my kids or gave them beer then I’d be imprisoned and the state would take the kids. But apparently giving them diabetes, a lifetime of cardiovascular problems, zero self esteem, and zero mental toughness is absolutely OK.
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Well that’s not very “body positive” now is it?
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I’m pretty sure there’s nothing positive about a morbidly obese body. I saw way too many people who had to shuffle their feet, limp, and/or lean on things and take breaks to get around.
It looked like a miserable life.
But it was dollar night so hot dogs and ice cream cones were aplenty!
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It’s a different world, Bulldog.
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When morbidly obese, you are far less likely to be picked up and carried away to be eaten by a polar bear-sized goose.
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