You know you're a T-Freak when...

This thread was done a long time ago. However, it was on the Dog Pound so like 90% of the people here weren’t able to post on it. I’ll start…

You know you’re a T-Freak when you eat more tuna fish in a month than most people eat in their whole lives.

when you head to the gym to do squats after boning your woman all night long

When you open doors, lift up anything heavey, jerk off ect. with your left hand despite being a righty just to try to even out your semitry.

Ugh, that was kind of a weak start, Chris. :slight_smile:

You know you’re a real T-freak when you take your creatine into the national laboratory you work at, because you lost the little scoop-thingy and want to confirm just how much 5 grams are and weight it on a highly accurate, calibrated for-government-work-only balance to figure it out.

And your co-workers think you’re weighing out coke for your next sale.

you know you’re a t-freak when you start up a thread like this…

When it’s your refeed day, you carry around a bag of low-fat tortilla chips like it was your baby. And you growl at anyone who asks if they can have one!

When the waiter hides the “eat a 64 ounce steak, and it’s free” sign when he sees you coming.

You are a T MAN when the following quote is forever burnt into your mind…

“What is good in life Conan?”

“To crush your enemy, to see him driven before you and to hear the lamentation of his women.”

When you ask your g/f to independently confirm the presence Tribex500 side effects listed on the bottle to ensure efficacy…

Me: Oily skin?
Her: Yup.
Me: Increased aggresion?
Her: Yup.
Me: Right on!
Her: Rolling her eyes…

That and you’ve got your dawg on salmon oil “cuz he looks like he needs it”…

When people ask you why do you take all those pills. Then you try to explain to them that it is fish oil pills and they look at you like you are crazy.

When the local sushi chefs moan at your site, groaning, “Oh, big eata come,” complete with Miyagi accent.

You know you’re a T-freak when your grocery bill is $200/week for just YOU.

You know you’re a T-freak when you look at being cold as good because it increases your metabolism.

You know you’re a T-freak when you snort lines of Surge because “it increases absorption.”

You know you’re a T-freak when you eat more in a day than many eat in a week, but you’re thinner then they are. lol

You’ve been eating clean for so long you start craving oatmeal and peanut butter…and when you finally break down and allow it as a cheat meal it’s better than any cheesecake you’ve ever had. :slight_smile:

when you show up to work,or anywhere for that matter, with stacks of tupperware containers with the days meals…people at work only thought you were supposed to eat at lunch and maybe a snack at another point in the day!!

From the significant other’s prespective…You know your with a T-freak when he uses you and your sexual encounters as a way to get in a little extra lifting.

You know your a T-freak when you meet a hotgirl at the beach, with sunglassess on, and you flex while looking at yourself in the reflection.

You know you’re a T-Freak when making love with your girlfriend and you stop right in the middle of love-making and tell her “I gotta go eat some P+F, I’ll be back in 15 minutes.”

You know you’re a T-Freak when you:

complain to the supermarket produce manager that his raisins are “too big” and that they’re throwing all your per-count calculations off…

decide to set up in a foreign country and the first words you learn are “triceps” and “metabolism” [yes, this actually happened to me]…

have a good shot at going home with a hot chick from a bar, but you decline because you already did your cardio for the day and more would “put you over”…

You know you’re a T-Freak when you:

complain to the supermarket produce manager that his raisins are “too big” and that they’re throwing all your per-count calculations off…

decide to set up in a foreign country and the first words you learn are “triceps” and “metabolism” [yes, this actually happened to me]…

have a good shot at going home with a hot chick from a bar, but you decline because you already did your cardio for the day and more would “put you over”…

You know your a T-freak when:

you are asked “Do you ever get sick of eating the same things,at the same times everyday?”

or when somone says “we couldnt finish this last slice of pizza eat it”

and you have to explain that pizza is carbs+fat and how this will effect your single digit BF%

ughhhh…