Groink is the destroyed of the schmoes. I find a transcript of a recent conversation
Babar: Nasser, I must talk with you. Groink is making you look bad again on the boards
Nasser: <cough> Baber, I tell you before you son of bitch to wait until I call you collect <splutter>
Babar: I'm sorry hon, I will pay double for my next package . The dbol are already gone and I've actually damaged the membranes in my nose from sniffing that turquoise thong so hard.
Nasser: <coughs ball of phlegm> Babar, Babar I can't breath. Anyway, we must now stragtize the best way for me to not look like I care too much what Groink says about me. I cannot meet him for my atrophied arm is no match for his. The synthol in my delts is causing me great pain, I can;t hold the phone no more.
Bobs: it's ok babe, I will deal with it and make you look good. I love you babe. I can still smell your semen inside her, makes me think of you.
Nasser: Babar, I must go now. I need my ventilator and the landlord is banging down the door. Please send money <wheezes>
Babar: Take care hon. Thinking of you. I'm wearing your workout top and snuggling up to my 10x8 of you in trunks.
Nasser: <incomprensible> <vomits lung>