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Getbig Main Boards => Gossip & Opinions => Topic started by: Super Natural on August 08, 2022, 04:20:20 AM
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Lmao.
Someone give me Strydoms email. I need to sell him a bridge.
Bertil lived in the same area I grew up in and I've heard a lot of stories from people who knew the real Bertil. He had a temper and a permanent chip on his shoulder and the mentality that everyone was out to get him. The shootings totally fit his character.
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From a long Sports Illustrated article on domestic violence in bodybuilding -
"His best friend, Edmund Tross, testified that Fox had admitted the killings to him and to an associate without making any claim of self-defense. "He said he had shot Leyoca and her mother," Tross told the court. "He said Leyoca's mother was pushing him out the door. At that point he pulled out the gun and started shooting." A seamstress at the dress shop also gave testimony incriminating Fox."
https://vault.si.com/vault/1998/05/18/the-muscle-murders-when-bertil-fox-a-former-mr-universe-was-arrested-for-double-homicide-last-year-he-became-only-the-latest-accused-murderer-among-hard-core-bodybuilders-whose-subculture-is-a-volatile-mix-of-fragile-egos-econo .
Somehow, I'd take their word over a noted ladyboy aficionado.
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Bertil Fox accidentally shot 2 women while he was desperately trying to wrestle the gun out of the lady’s hands??? Thanks for digging up the truth Gary!
And Gary was drug free when he won the 1992 WBF championship 😂😂😂
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What’s Strydom’s e-mail? I’ve got a wig to sell him.
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Apparently he didn't like white people. Think that was from Ricky Wayne if i remember correctly.
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The audio quality is low, but from 27 - 36 minutes, they describe Bertil's relationship and the murder. At 32-34:30 minutes or so, is just a description of the murder -
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His GF was shot in the back, her mother was shot in the leg and neck. From the film, it sounds like Bertil was scared of losing his 20 year old beauty queen girlfriend, and the mother and the girlfriends were trying to get her to leave him. It paints Bertil as a burn out.
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One of the strongest bodybuilders in history, 'struggling" with 2 small females??
Strydom's retarded... ::)
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Permanent Wig Glue Intoxication -
(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/57/56/63/575663d51d797428f217f57d087fdccf.jpg).
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This might be a hoax.
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Bertil was known for his "Guns"..
(https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.4GkNLYFM5DXD--wh9dVsIwHaLN?pid=ImgDet&rs=1)
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Ah, yes, I believe the 2017 Las Vegas shooting was a similar tragic accident. People have to be more careful when throwing bags of guns around.
Get fucked, Gary.
(https://c.tenor.com/S2G-QZk-Vz0AAAAM/michael-jordan-laughing.gif)
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Bertil was known for his "Guns"..
(https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.4GkNLYFM5DXD--wh9dVsIwHaLN?pid=ImgDet&rs=1)
Haha....
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This might be a hoax.
Bertil if True...
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If anyone with an Instagram wants to play investigative reporter, Bertil's son goes by @Mrfox903 or @mrfox903_ .
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Could also try - https://www.facebook.com/SKNTimes/ , they used to post a few Bertil stories.
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This video shows what reports to be a recent pic of Bertil waiting somewhere with his son.
Bertil if True...
;D.
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Soon Gary will claim that Sally McNeil did not murder Ray McNeil in 1995. It was actually a sniper that targeted the couple, and she was framed by the LAPD.
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Palumbo will have his "dear friend" Bertil on RxHustle, to discuss the "travesty and setup" surrounding his arrest.
Bertil will then be given a code for Species "Brutal20" and jump back on the sauce for his transformation.
100 lbs will be gained, all because of ISO-Lies (Lyze). ::)
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Bertil if True...
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I heard that Bertil Fox committed suicide in jail. It was when the cameras were not working and the guards all fell asleep. If I'm not mistaken, Bertil shot himself in the back of the head twice.
Is this true?
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Bertil if True...
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D I think you started a new catchphrase.
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Recent pic with his son....
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Bertil Fox
[image]
Height 5'10"
Born November 9, 1951
1969
Mr Britain - NABBA, Junior, 1st
1970
Mr Britain - NABBA, Junior, 1st
1971
Mr Britain - NABBA, Junior, 1st
Mr Europe, Junior, 1st
1976
Mr Britain - NABBA, Winner
Mr Europe, Overall Winner
Mr Europe, Medium, 1st
Mr Universe - NABBA, Medium, 2nd
Mr World - AAU, Most Muscular, 1st
Mr World - AAU, Winner
Mr World - AAU, Medium, 1st
1977
Mr Universe - NABBA, Overall Winner
Mr Universe - NABBA, Medium, 1st
1978
Universe - Pro - NABBA, Winner
1979
Universe - Pro - NABBA, Winner
1980
World Championships - WABBA, Professional, 2nd
1981
Grand Prix Belgium - IFBB, 5th
1982
Night of Champions - IFBB, 2nd
Olympia - IFBB, 8th
1983
Grand Prix Sweden - IFBB, 4th
Grand Prix Switzerland - IFBB, 2nd
Olympia - IFBB, 5th
1984
World Pro Championships - IFBB, 5th
1986
Olympia - IFBB, 7th
1987
Grand Prix Germany - IFBB, 9th
Night of Champions - IFBB, 7th
Olympia - IFBB, 12th
1989
Arnold Classic - IFBB, 6th
Grand Prix Melbourne - IFBB, 6th
Olympia - IFBB, 11th
World Pro Championships - IFBB, 5th
1992
Arnold Classic - IFBB, 16th
Pittsburgh Pro Invitational - IFBB, 9th
1994
Ironman Pro Invitational - IFBB, 13th
Magazines
1976 Vol 105, Num 5 Health and Strength
1977 Vol 106, Num 8 Health and Strength
1978 Vol 107, Num 6 Health and Strength
1978 Vol 107, Num 7 Health and Strength
1979 Vol 108, Num 8 Health and Strength
1980 November Vol 1, Num 2 Muscle World
1981 January Vol 110, Num 1 Health and Strength
1981 November Num 26 Muscle Mag International
1983 March Health and Strength
1984 May Vol 2, Num 2 Flex
1984 September Num 45 Muscle Mag International
© MuscleMemory
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Bertil's second training video:
A YouTube comment from the video:
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Bertil Fox
[image]
Height 5'10"
Born November 9, 1951
1969
Mr Britain - NABBA, Junior, 1st
1970
Mr Britain - NABBA, Junior, 1st
1971
Mr Britain - NABBA, Junior, 1st
Mr Europe, Junior, 1st
1976
Mr Britain - NABBA, Winner
Mr Europe, Overall Winner
Mr Europe, Medium, 1st
Mr Universe - NABBA, Medium, 2nd
Mr World - AAU, Most Muscular, 1st
Mr World - AAU, Winner
Mr World - AAU, Medium, 1st
1977
Mr Universe - NABBA, Overall Winner
Mr Universe - NABBA, Medium, 1st
1978
Universe - Pro - NABBA, Winner
1979
Universe - Pro - NABBA, Winner
1980
World Championships - WABBA, Professional, 2nd
1981
Grand Prix Belgium - IFBB, 5th
1982
Night of Champions - IFBB, 2nd
Olympia - IFBB, 8th
1983
Grand Prix Sweden - IFBB, 4th
Grand Prix Switzerland - IFBB, 2nd
Olympia - IFBB, 5th
1984
World Pro Championships - IFBB, 5th
1986
Olympia - IFBB, 7th
1987
Grand Prix Germany - IFBB, 9th
Night of Champions - IFBB, 7th
Olympia - IFBB, 12th
1989
Arnold Classic - IFBB, 6th
Grand Prix Melbourne - IFBB, 6th
Olympia - IFBB, 11th
World Pro Championships - IFBB, 5th
1992
Arnold Classic - IFBB, 16th
Pittsburgh Pro Invitational - IFBB, 9th
1994
Ironman Pro Invitational - IFBB, 13th
Magazines
1976 Vol 105, Num 5 Health and Strength
1977 Vol 106, Num 8 Health and Strength
1978 Vol 107, Num 6 Health and Strength
1978 Vol 107, Num 7 Health and Strength
1979 Vol 108, Num 8 Health and Strength
1980 November Vol 1, Num 2 Muscle World
1981 January Vol 110, Num 1 Health and Strength
1981 November Num 26 Muscle Mag International
1983 March Health and Strength
1984 May Vol 2, Num 2 Flex
1984 September Num 45 Muscle Mag International
© MuscleMemory
5'10" my ass He was 5'8"
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My nikka
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Can't wait for the comeback. Nothing better for a redemption story than finishing last place at the olympia
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I accidentally blew one womans head clean the fuck off,then a few seconds later I accidently capped the other twat.....it was a bad day....I am accident prone your honor.
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From walking candy apple to Masters Olympia champion. I can see it now. The only hurdle is if there are females on the judging panel.
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Killer Of Peace
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Vince Goodrum weighs in:
"Whaaatt's goin' on every-buddy!?"
LOL!!!!
Gets me every time!
;D ;D ;D
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I think it was Jerry Brainum who told a story about Bertil. He said back in the 80's Bertil was dating a secretary that worked at M&F. Jerry said the se secretary would always come in with bruises all over her face and body. Also said Bertil was an asshole, real bad temper and I think he said .ost of it was due to jealousy/controlling the girl.
Supposedly true, definitely brutal and unequivocally Bertil.
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Bertil will never get pussy again......never.
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Bertil will never get pussy again......never.
$5 says he will. they're not the brightest...
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Nothing better for a redemption story than finishing last place at the olympia.
LOL
Listen, I like Gary. Spent some time with the man and found him friendly and pleasant. But …
Come ON. Bertil blasted those broads, no question.
He went typical Chocolate Face on them hoes.
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A terrible mistake? It wouldn't have happened if she didn't have the gun? Did Gary strydom blame the victim?
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$5 says he will. they're not the brightest...
No shit I remember when OJ got out of jail tmz caught him at some club and 2 blondes were all over him
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$5 says he will. they're not the brightest...
You`re probably right bro.
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My nikka
Bro...
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Bertil if True...
Lol... ;D
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No shit I remember when OJ got out of jail tmz caught him at some club and 2 blondes were all over him
Wimmens love a bad boy
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Wimmens love a bad boy
yes they do and they all deny it
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Apparently he didn't like white people. Think that was from Ricky Wayne if i remember correctly.
Didn't like white men. Seemed to love the white womenzzz
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Bertil Fox accidentally shot 2 women while he was desperately trying to wrestle the gun out of the lady’s hands??? Thanks for digging up the truth Gary!
And Gary was drug free when he won the 1992 WBF championship 😂😂😂
To bad Strydom did not pass on that knowledge to the court ::)
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To UK getbiggers: Is Bertil a British citizen? If he is, any issues going back to the UK if you're a convicted murderer? Didn't know after 911 if he would have any issues going to England. I read often about those who went to Syria to fight and now regret it but aren't able to enter England so I didn't know if this would apply to him. Also, just my opinion, but I can't see him having a lot of money after the trial and stuff and I don't know how he can make a living so I wonder if he's on public assistance (for the rest of his life probably).
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WTF? He just got out of prison! >:(
(https://i.postimg.cc/gkvmLCRx/bertil-freetttttttttttttttt.jpg)
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To UK getbiggers: Is Bertil a British citizen? If he is, any issues going back to the UK if you're a convicted murderer? Didn't know after 911 if he would have any issues going to England. I read often about those who went to Syria to fight and now regret it but aren't able to enter England so I didn't know if this would apply to him. Also, just my opinion, but I can't see him having a lot of money after the trial and stuff and I don't know how he can make a living so I wonder if he's on public assistance (for the rest of his life probably).
Yes, he's a British citizen. He will probably live with family (might own property still) and he is old enough to be able to collect a small state pension
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He's come a long way from death row, to life sentence, to free. Very fortunate for him.
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Finally.
About time.
Been waiting for this.
Wish all the best to Bertil.
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WTF? He just got out of prison! >:(
(https://i.postimg.cc/gkvmLCRx/bertil-freetttttttttttttttt.jpg)
Hahahahahaaa - Brilliant! ;D ;D
If that was real I'd buy one in a heartbeat
(And if anyone has any pics of the poor departed 20 year old beauty queen, I'd be grateful (and promise not to do anything weird))
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He’s got the freshest receptors of any former IFBB pro on the planet right now. I hope he uses them wisely.
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WTF? He just got out of prison! >:(
(https://i.postimg.cc/gkvmLCRx/bertil-freetttttttttttttttt.jpg)
Bhahahaha!
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He’s got the freshest receptors of any former IFBB pro on the planet right now. I hope he uses them wisely.
Hahahahaha! So true. That's a Getbigger thinking straight. :D
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Bertil will compete in the 2023 NABBA Universe....Masters division.
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He’s got the freshest receptors of any former IFBB pro on the planet right now. I hope he uses them wisely.
He's probably 160-lb now. He should register on Getbig and consult with me on a ~15mg a day Anadrol cycle to get himself to 200-lb quickly. Then maybe the 2023 IFBB Men's Physique Grandmaster's contest?
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Anyone else heard about Gary’s main shortcoming?
And the reason his wife took off back in 1990?
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From a long Sports Illustrated article on domestic violence in bodybuilding -
"His best friend, Edmund Tross, testified that Fox had admitted the killings to him and to an associate without making any claim of self-defense. "He said he had shot Leyoca and her mother," Tross told the court. "He said Leyoca's mother was pushing him out the door. At that point he pulled out the gun and started shooting." A seamstress at the dress shop also gave testimony incriminating Fox."
https://vault.si.com/vault/1998/05/18/the-muscle-murders-when-bertil-fox-a-former-mr-universe-was-arrested-for-double-homicide-last-year-he-became-only-the-latest-accused-murderer-among-hard-core-bodybuilders-whose-subculture-is-a-volatile-mix-of-fragile-egos-econo .
Somehow, I'd take their word over a noted ladyboy aficionado.
After reading a couple of the posts in this thread one thing stands out, who did the gun belong to? Was it in the girlfriend's bag or Bertil's pocket?
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After reading a couple of the posts in this thread one thing stands out, who did the gun belong to? Was it in the girlfriend's bag or Bertil's pocket?
Fox claims they had his pistol and he was over at their shop to retrieve it when the fight happened, others claims he brought it with him. Everyone acknowledges it was a pistol he owned though. In another post, I'll post Bertil's version of what happened. Also Strydom is doubling down on the horseshit story -
(https://www.evolutionofbodybuilding.net/wp-content/uploads/2022/08/Beril-Fox-Gary-Strydom-2.jpg).
(https://www.evolutionofbodybuilding.net/wp-content/uploads/2022/08/Beril-Fox-Gary-Strydom-3.jpg).
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Article using Fox's letter to Chris Lund, photographer, that was published in Flex years ago -
"On May 22, 1998, bodybuilder Bertil Fox was convicted of murdering his former fiancee and her mother on the tiny Caribbean isle of St. Kitts.
In a 24-page handwritten letter to photographer Chris Lund, Fox details his version of what happened on that tragic day when two lives ended and his life changed forever. Here is the story of the murders, their reportage and the events surrounding them in Fox's own words.
THE FACTS - This much we know for certain. On September 30, 1997, in the island nation of St. Kitts and Nevis (population: 39,000), 20-year-old beauty queen Leyoca Browne and her mother, 36-year-old Violet Browne, were fatally shot with a gun owned by Bertil Fox, then 46. Fox, who previously had been engaged to Leyoca and was at the scene of the crime when the shootings occurred, was arrested and charged with the murders.
His first trial ended in a hung jury, split five to four for acquittal. After much public outrage about the lack of a guilty verdict, he was retried, convicted and sentenced to hang. British human rights lawyers appealed, and Fox's automatic death sentence was ruled unconstitutional; he was resentenced to life in prison. He remains in a St. Kitts prison today.
THE PRESS - Fox is very critical of what he perceives as the unfair reportage he and his trial received. Stories frequently referenced "'roid rage" and the presumed aggression and insecurity of bodybuilders.
One of the people Fox singles out is Rick Wayne. Formerly a champion bodybuilder, an accomplished bodybuilding writer and the associate publisher of FLEX, Wayne is now a newspaper publisher and a political commentator in his native St. Lucia (a Caribbean island neighboring St. Kitts).
In a British TV documentary, Wayne claimed Fox dislikes white people. Fox writes to Lund: "I have never told him that. I am no bloody racist, you know that. Please, if you write anything from these letters, please put that straight for me. Most of my friends are white, including girlfriends."
THE CORRUPTION - Fox alleges that the judge and the jury at the second trial were biased against him. The foreperson was a friend of the family of the murder victims. Two other jurors reportedly complained to the judge regarding this conflict, but the judge refused to intervene.
Fox writes: "In the Caribbean, with a small island like St. Kitts where everybody knows everybody, it's very dangerous--especially for someone like me who did not grow up here and just came here to open a business, bought land and built premises.... It's who you know and who knows you that counts in these parts of the world.
"My conviction was because of an opportunist liar called Edmund Tross, who was supposed to be a friend, and his girlfriend, Julisca Wallace, and their greed for my gym business and property. And the corrupt flawed jury system that they use here that I mention about at the start of the letter. When the incident happened, I had no one to run the gym for me, and I had to keep the gym open because of a small mortgage I had to pay on the premises because of that same Edmund Tross, but that's another story." [Tross began running Fox's Gym after his friend's arrest.]
According to Fox, Tross, an electrician by trade, said he wanted to take financial control of Fox's gym, house and money to protect it from a potential lawsuit from the victims' family. Fox refused. Instead, Fox put the property in the name of his eldest daughter, Dorette, and he gave Tross power of attorney to withdraw money from his bank account to pay for his defense. Tross then allegedly turned Dorette against her father and convinced her to sell him Fox's property for a fraction of its worth.
Tross was a witness for the prosecution in the preliminary trial, first trial and the retrial, He was allowed to change his testimony each time. In the retrial, he claimed Fox confessed to the murders because Fox discovered Leyoca was seeing another man (no such man was named or came forward).
Furthermore, just before the second trial drew to a close, there was a surprise witness who had not testified in the preliminary trial or previous trial: Julisca Wallace. Wallace said she saw Fox with the gun shortly before the shootings, and Fox supposedly told her he was going to kill his ex-girlfriend. The judge did not allow Fox to take the stand again to refute Wallace's allegations.
THE PROSECUTION - Prosecutors alleged Fox was despondent when Leyoca ended their relationship. In their version, Fox, in a jealous rage, brought his pistol to Violet's clothing store, where Leyoca worked. He shot Leyoca in the back, fatally wounding her. Violet was also fatally shot.
THE WITNESS - Another employee, Amanda Matthews, was in the clothing store when the shootings occurred. As a prosecution witness, she testified that she did not see Fox with a gun. She did see him speak to Leyoca--reportedly not in an angry tone--but she could not hear what was said. The mother then confronted Fox and said, "Don't come in here with that." Fox then allegedly pushed the mother. Matthews heard a shot, and she ran and locked herself in a restroom.
THE DEFENSE - What follows is Fox's explanation in his letter to Lund. "Now let me tell you, Chris, how the incident happened. I had to go to England on a business trip to buy things for the gym.... On my return on the Friday, Leyoca was not at the house.
"Now she came on the Saturday morning in her brother's car and said to me she was staying at her mother's, and she had come for her things because she wanted to think things over and stay with her mother until she can make up her mind what to do. I helped her pack her clothes. Now this bit, what I just said, I did not say in court. I was told by my lawyer to leave that out and just start when I found my gun missing and went to Leyoca's mother's shop to see if she had the gun and pouch.
"The pouch was really, you know, those money bags bodybuilders use to put around their waists to put money in; that is what I left the gun in. [In a postscript, Fox notes that he purchased the .38 caliber revolver, for which he had a license, after being held up at gunpoint in a restaurant in 1995.]
"Now me and Leyoca were having some problems because of her mother who was always putting things in her head, and was always wanting to loan money from me, and was telling her daughter I would never marry her, that as soon as I saw some other young thing in the gym, I will leave her. Leyoca was obsessed with being married. So I gave her a check to buy an engagement ring.
"Now, after I found my gun missing from the bedroom drawer, I immediately went to Leyoca's mother's shop to see Leyoca. Let me tell you something, I did not go to Leyoca's mother's shop with any malicious or willful intentions in my heart. Nobody was more sorry and devastated about what happened than me.
"As soon as I arrived in the reception area, Leyoca immediately stopped what she was doing and came to meet me. We talk and greet each other and went outside the shop, and I asked her if she had my pouch with gun and keys, etc. She said, 'Yes.' I ask her where they were. She said she gave them to her mother for safekeeping. I said, 'Could I have it now?' She said, 'Sure. Follow me.'
"She went back in the shop with me behind her. She made a right turn. As Leyoca was about to enter a door, her mother came out. [Her mother] had the pouch in one hand and the gun in the other, and she waved them about and said to me, 'Are these what you want? Are these what you want?'
"Leyoca turned towards me and put her hand on my shoulder, as if to stop me going any farther. Her mother, in turn, pushed me with the hand she had the gun in over Leyoca's shoulder and said to Leyoca, 'Don't come in here with that'--meaning me.
"As her hand was coming back from pushing me over Leyoca's shoulder, I made a grab for the gun and pouch. She resisted. The gun went off and Leyoca got shot. I was still trying to get the gun from her when it went off again. [Her mother] fell down and dropped the gun and pouch. [The unusual passage of the bullet, entering Violet Browne's groin and exiting her neck, could add credibility to Fox's contention that Violet held the pistol and they were grappling over it when it fired.]
"I picked up the gun and pouch, panicked and ran out of the shop. I was heading towards a U.S. friend who has a business near Tross' workshop, but because of traffic, I ended up at Tross' workshop. [Tross] was not there.
"A guy that works there told me. I said to the guy, 'Phone Tross. Leyoca and her mother have been shot.' I was in shock. My head was spinning. I just sat down on something in the shop until Tross arrived.
"When he came, we went into a little room he calls an office. I said to him, 'Leyoca and her mother just got shot.' He said, 'What? What happened?' I said, 'Leyoca's mother had my gun, and I tried to get it from her, and Leyoca got shot.' He shook his head and asked something else--I can't remember. He asked me for the gun, and I gave him the gun with the pouch, and he said, 'Fat boy, I got to take you to the police station.' I said, 'OK' And we drove to the station. I never said one word to him from his workshop to the station."
THE CROSS-EXAMINATION -
Fox fails to answer crucial questions regarding his scenario. Why did Leyoca take his gun and its pouch from his house, and why would she then give these items to her mother for "safekeeping"?
Why would he struggle with someone with her finger on the trigger of a gun? Did he think she would shoot him if he gave up his hold? How exactly was the gun fired during the struggle? Did his grip cause Violet to pull the trigger? What about the shots he didn't account for? (There were at least two more. Missed shots at close range could conceivably bolster his scenario.)
After what he claims was a tragic accident, why didn't he try to help the victims or call an ambulance? Perhaps Fox has answers for these questions among others, but they aren't provided in his letter.
There are problems with the prosecution's case, as well. There were no autopsies and no conclusive fingerprints from the gun. The witness did not see Fox with a gun just before the shootings, and his clothing--tank top and spandex pants--would not have easily concealed a handgun, nor was he described as emotional at that time.
Why would he tell Julisca Wallace that he was going to kill his ex-girlfriend? Furthermore, why did she present this evidence only at the end of the retrial, and why wasn't Fox allowed to answer her charge on the stand?
What about the conflicted interests of prosecution witness Tross, who benefited economically from Fox's imprisonment, and the jury foreperson, who had a connection to the victims? Did the general climate on the small island--there were frequent protests by women's groups, it was the biggest news story for months, the jury was not sequestered, the judge's comments may have been prejudicial--prevent an impartial outcome in the retrial?
THE VERDICT -
Today, Fox is 58, and he has spent nearly twelve years behind bars. Near the end of his letter to Lund, he apologizes for his penmanship. "Sorry about the writing, but the bloody cell is so dark. There are 14 of us in a cell. Three are on the floor with just blankets." If, as the second jury concluded, Fox murdered two people, it is difficult to feel sympathy for him. If, as Fox contends, the gun was fired by Violet Browne during the course of a struggle, then Fox's crime was manslaughter at worst and most probably no crime at all.
There is another possibility that does not preclude either of those scenarios: Fox returned to the tiny island of his birth as a celebrity and an outsider, and, after the gun went off, he grew enmeshed in a web of media hysteria, financial malfeasance and legal prejudice.
As Fox writes: "I tell you, I curse the day and damn the hour I ever came back to this corrupt place they call St. Kitts." One person's corruption may be another's rightful retribution. Today, no one besides the man convicted of two murders knows for certain if the reporters, his "friends," the judge and the jury ultimately denied or delivered justice. "
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Anyone else heard about Gary’s main shortcoming?
And the reason his wife took off back in 1990?
Do tell
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Prison probably saved Bertil's life, 25 years of no steroid abuse.
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This seems odd No mention of his release whatsoever on the St Kitts & Nevis Observer ???
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Do tell
Please don’t
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Gary is more confused as Joe Biden
Bertil was the victim of a robbery. Corrupt court decided to blame him for everything. 😂😂😂😂
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Bertil if True...
LMFAO ;D
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He’s got the freshest receptors of any former IFBB pro on the planet right now. I hope he uses them wisely.
LOL
WTF? He just got out of prison! >:(
(https://i.postimg.cc/gkvmLCRx/bertil-freetttttttttttttttt.jpg)
ROFLMAO
getbig is operating at peak efficiency lately :D :D :D
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Prison probably saved Bertil's life, 25 years of no steroid abuse.
Prolonged.
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Soon Gary will claim that Sally McNeil did not murder Ray McNeil in 1995. It was actually a sniper that targeted the couple, and she was framed by the LAPD.
crazy woman right there. took a great training partner and friend. Hope she reads this.
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Soon Gary will claim that Sally McNeil did not murder Ray McNeil in 1995. It was actually a sniper that targeted the couple, and she was framed by the LAPD.
crazy woman right there. took a great training partner and friend. Hope she reads this.
Kevin Levrone even made a song about that event.... I will find it.
Go to 1:34
Ray McNeil’s last words: “Sally! What have you done? What have you done?”
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cool... never knew about that song
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So Bertil is innocent, and the blame rests on two mouthy whores?
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Will he visiting his new gal, Fertile Box??
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Will he visiting his new gal, Fertile Box??
:D :D :D
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Will he visiting his new gal, Fertile Box??
She was just arrested by Hostile Cops for spreading Erectile Pox. :P
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So Bertil is innocent, and the blame rests on two mouthy whores?
;D Mouthy Whores
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Will he visiting his new gal, Fertile Box??
:D
You know that feeling when you read a post and think, "Dammit! I wish I'd thought of that!" ?
Gym-Rat bringing the funnies right there ;D
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What's this about gary and shims?
The rumor for decades now is that Gary dabbles a bit. Years ago, back in the Myspace days, if you wanted Gary on Getbig, mention him and trannies. He'd pop up like Beetlejuice to defend himself :).
He went by Body1991 and Gary Strydom on here.
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=437356;image).
Starting on page 4, Gary fights with Getbiggers for 40+ pages, to be fair, he's been saying Bertil is innocent for years -
http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?topic=69897.75 .
Gary was even peeling for us toward the end -
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=440044;image).
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:D
You know that feeling when you read a post and think, "Dammit! I wish I'd thought of that!" ?
Gym-Rat bringing the funnies right there ;D
LOL :)
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Gary was even peeling for us toward the end -
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=440044;image).
(https://media4.giphy.com/media/7FyMQm2vBiTjG/200.gif)
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The rumor for decades now is that Gary dabbles a bit. Years ago, back in the Myspace days, if you wanted Gary on Getbig, mention him and trannies. He'd pop up like Beetlejuice to defend himself :).
He went by Body1991 and Gary Strydom on here.
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=437356;image).
Starting on page 4, Gary fights with Getbiggers for 40+ pages, to be fair, he's been saying Bertil is innocent for years -
http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?topic=69897.75 .
Gary was even peeling for us toward the end -
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=440044;image).
Bay likey.
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Damsel Washington will play him in the coming movie.
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Bay Gay likely.
FIXED ^^^
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I would bet he was granted a pardon because he has some Terminal illness and was just sent home to die ...
However, If he was indeed innocent then I hope he is healthy enough and make a comeback ; a real "overcome ", not the joke Levrone pulled few years ago.
WoooSHHHHHHHH BEEF IT BITCHES
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Well after 25 yrs people deserve another chance. Too bad he kept denying his crime, but I guess 90% of inmates do that.
Hope he can open a gym or something and inspire people to go healthy and sound.
Says Dr Dutch
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Well after 25 yrs people deserve another chance. Too bad he kept denying his crime, but I guess 90% of inmates do that.
Hope he can open a gym or something and inspire people to go healthy and sound.
Says Dr Dutch
He wont have a dime to do anything Im guessing. Collect some govt pay, and try to enjoy what time he has left...
He'll get cancer or RONA next week and die possibly...
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He wont have a dime to do anything Im guessing. Collect some govt pay, and try to enjoy what time he has left...
He'll get cancer or RONA next week and die possibly...
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What if Bertil’s victims... the 2 female victims, have family members who show up at Bertil’s house... with chainsaws and axes, and carve him up?
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Well after 25 yrs people deserve another chance. Too bad he kept denying his crime, but I guess 90% of inmates do that.
Hope he can open a gym or something and inspire people to go healthy and sound.
Says Dr Dutch
Having a gym is what stopped them hanging him
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Well after 25 yrs people deserve another chance. Too bad he kept denying his crime, but I guess 90% of inmates do that.
Hope he can open a gym or something and inspire people to go healthy and sound.
Says Dr Dutch
Dont know much about him, but watching some of his training video blokes was a freak, some weird form but i guess it worked for him, prob only thing for him to do really is personal training or the like
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The rumor for decades now is that Gary dabbles a bit. Years ago, back in the Myspace days, if you wanted Gary on Getbig, mention him and trannies. He'd pop up like Beetlejuice to defend himself :).
He went by Body1991 and Gary Strydom on here.
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=437356;image).
Starting on page 4, Gary fights with Getbiggers for 40+ pages, to be fair, he's been saying Bertil is innocent for years -
http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?topic=69897.75 .
Gary was even peeling for us toward the end -
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=69897.0;attach=440044;image).
He is a raging homosexual.
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She was just arrested by Hostile Cops for spreading Erectile Pox. :P
She said he's too old now and has a Brittle Cox.
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Well after 25 yrs people deserve another chance. Too bad he kept denying his crime, but I guess 90% of inmates do that.
Hope he can open a gym or something and inspire people to go healthy and sound.
Says Dr Dutch
Do the 2 people he murdered get another chance?
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Will he start posting here? If so, when?
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Will he start posting here? If so, when?
After he learns how computers and the internet work.
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After he learns how computers and the internet work.
St. Kitts didn’t have a federal penitentiary technology program? ??? He’s going to love the advancement from pong to the latest in video games
(https://c.tenor.com/zRQEnIDpqfIAAAAM/gta-gta-sa.gif)
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St. Kitts didn’t have a federal penitentiary technology program? ??? He’s going to love the advancement from pong to the latest in video games
(https://c.tenor.com/zRQEnIDpqfIAAAAM/gta-gta-sa.gif)
No shit. It's going to be a shock.
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beef it Betil
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The rumor for decades now is that Gary dabbles a bit. Years ago, back in the Myspace days, if you wanted Gary on Getbig, mention him and trannies. He'd pop up like Beetlejuice to defend himself :).
Or CandyMan... you look in the gym-mirror, flexing real hard with a hint of d1ck root, and the the incantation...
Gary Strydom
Gary Strydom
Gary Strydom
Gary Strydom
Gar.. :o *shocked pause as something appears behind you*
And wasn't there another take on why he moved to Thailand? I seem to recall a slight slip-up by Mike Quinn in an interview..?🤔
(Yes I'm being a bitch by being non-specific ;D)
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What if Bertil’s victims... the 2 female victims, have family members who show up at Bertil’s house... with chainsaws and axes, and carve him up?
I imagine that's why he was straight on the plane to the UK! ;D
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Do the 2 people he murdered get another chance?
they went to heaven! Isn't that enough? Not all of us will have that luxury.
So Bertil is almost a hero for getting them in to the best place there is. While he went to Prison for a lifetime......OK?!
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St. Kitts didn’t have a federal penitentiary technology program? ??? He’s going to love the advancement from pong to the latest in video games
(https://c.tenor.com/zRQEnIDpqfIAAAAM/gta-gta-sa.gif)
Bertil - Son, go down to the shop and get me the latest Flex.
Son - Da, there's no Flex anymore, Flex magazine is gone, and there's only 3/4 of Flex Wheeler left.
Bertil - How's everyone suppose to learn about bodybuilding, get me mate Peter McGough on the phone.
Son - Yeah, dad, about Pete.....
(https://i0.wp.com/fitnessvolt.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/08/Bertil-Fox-Facebook-post-.png?resize=680%2C319&ssl=1).
And wasn't there another take on why he moved to Thailand? I seem to recall a slight slip-up by Mike Quinn in an interview..?🤔
(Yes I'm being a bitch by being non-specific ;D)
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16:06.
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Is he still big?
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Is he still big?
(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=680367.0;attach=1385710;image).
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(https://i.postimg.cc/mD05d6tK/p9zlwrbwbnp6wxii71.jpg)
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Bertil - Son, go down to the shop and get me the latest Flex.
Son - Da, there's no Flex anymore, Flex magazine is gone, and there's only 3/4 of Flex Wheeler left.
Bertil - How's everyone suppose to learn about bodybuilding, get me mate Peter McGough on the phone.
Son - Yeah, dad, about Pete.....
(https://i0.wp.com/fitnessvolt.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/08/Bertil-Fox-Facebook-post-.png?resize=680%2C319&ssl=1).
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16:06.
Son, get Joe Weider on the phone. I want to talk about my next contract.
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Is he still big?
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good take...
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Is he still big?
Gee dad, I sure hope so.
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5'10"?
ROTFLMAO!!!
I'm pretty sure he got life without parole.
He was supposed to be hanged and it was commuted.
If this is real, what a fucking joke. >:(
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5'10"?
ROTFLMAO!!!
I'm pretty sure he got life without parole.
He was supposed to be hanged and it was commuted.
If this is real, what a fucking joke. >:(
5'8", but still massive.
Everything you said about his sentencing is accurate.
I'm not sure if this is real - I only see bodybuilding news sources covering it.
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5'8", but still massive.
Everything you said about his sentencing is accurate.
I'm not sure if this is real - I only see bodybuilding news sources covering it.
You doubt Gary Strydom? Lord Have Mercy.
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(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=680367.0;attach=1385710;image).
Now that he's wasted away, I'm just wondering if some people still have some old scores to settle. From what I've read in his old neighbourhood he had made a few enemies.
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(http://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=680367.0;attach=1385710;image).
It was nice when they briefly let him out to star in Captain Phillips
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My advice to Bertil is to get in that squat rack as soon as possible. The silver back can return!!
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It was nice when they briefly let him out to star in Captain Phillips
I liked when he starred in Goodtimes remake. I still remember his catch phrase - "Killed two bitches, dy-no-mite!".
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I liked when he starred in Goodtimes remake. I still remember his catch phrase - "Killed two bitches, dy-no-mite!".
I could’ve sworn I saw him in Black Hawk Down manning a .50 cal machine gun mounted to the back of a Nissan pickup truck, but he wasn’t listed in the credits. Robbed again just like in ‘83!
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I could’ve sworn I saw him in Black Hawk Down manning a .50 cal machine gun mounted to the back of a Nissan pickup truck, but he wasn’t listed in the credits. Robbed again just like in ‘83!
It happens, I remember his small, but memorable role in Menace 2 Society -
(https://i.chzbgr.com/full/6049980672/hF22F9379/i-got-these-cheeseburgers-man).
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It happens, I remember his small, but memorable role in Menace 2 Society -
(https://i.chzbgr.com/full/6049980672/hF22F9379/i-got-these-cheeseburgers-man).
Hahaha!
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LOL ;D
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(https://hiiraan.com/images/2012/Oct/MDF10509-07-10-2012-17-10-23-426.jpg)
Shaun Fox making daddy proud. Even using the same magic bullets that only shoot women in the back
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Who will be the YouTuber to capitalize the first interview
Brutal Bertil is Back !
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hes the captain now...
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Who will be the YouTuber to capitalize the first interview
Brutal Bertil is Back !
Probably your opportunist, goofy, clown shoed friend, Dumbo Palumbo
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Who will be the YouTuber to capitalize the first interview
Brutal Bertil is Back !
Piers Morgan?
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Who will be the YouTuber to capitalize the first interview
Brutal Bertil is Back !
I wonder if he'd actually agree to an interview?🤔
On a random note - just look at that pec thickness!!!! :o
(http://external-content.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.getbig.com%2Fboards%2Findex.php%3Faction%3Ddlattach%3Btopic%3D565553.0%3Battach%3D629300%3Bimage&f=1&nofb=1)
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Is he still big?
Big head.
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I wonder if he'd actually agree to an interview?🤔
On a random note - just look at that pec thickness!!!! :o
(http://external-content.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.getbig.com%2Fboards%2Findex.php%3Faction%3Ddlattach%3Btopic%3D565553.0%3Battach%3D629300%3Bimage&f=1&nofb=1)
What a pec shot! This is a sad statement, but Titus and Bertil are probably cruising toward longer longevity from being restrained from all that is involved with professional bodybuilding. No kidney failure any time soon probably.
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I wonder if he'd actually agree to an interview?🤔
On a random note - just look at that pec thickness!!!! :o
(http://external-content.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.getbig.com%2Fboards%2Findex.php%3Faction%3Ddlattach%3Btopic%3D565553.0%3Battach%3D629300%3Bimage&f=1&nofb=1)
That's a good pec shot but it's sad that St Kitts authorities only wanted to focus on his back shot.
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He is avoiding photographers until the anabolic window opens like to coming of Spring for him and gives him back his massivity.
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That's a good pec shot but it's sad that St Kitts authorities only wanted to focus on his back shot.
Saw what you did there.
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Was he afforded any conjugals in prison? If no, I wonder what kind of pussy has been lined up for him upon release.
He walk into his moms house, drops his bag and proclaims: "where's all the white bitches?"
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Was he afforded any conjugals in prison? If no, I wonder what kind of pussy has been lined up for him upon release.
He walk into his moms house, drops his bag and proclaims: "where's all the white bitches?"
He will get cancelled after his Palumbo interview
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Word has it that Rick Wayne would visit Bertil in prison and let Bertil give him some rectal cardio.
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Word has it that Rick Wayne would visit Bertil in prison and let Bertil give him some rectal cardio.
That's what i call a true friendship.
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Word has it that Rick Wayne would visit Bertil in prison and let Bertil give him some rectal cardio.
“O captain! My captain!” - R Wayne
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Was he afforded any conjugals in prison? If no, I wonder what kind of pussy has been lined up for him upon release.
He walk into his moms house, drops his bag and proclaims: "where's all the white bitches?"
He walks in to his mom's house ? he is like 72 years old !
His receptors have been fresh and ready for decades though ........He could get in better shape than Ronny Coleman, Flex Wheeler even Robby Robison I bet
WoooSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Oh tany
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Would be great to see Brutal (if true) Fox jump on some gear.
Why the feck not, what's he got to lose at this point?
Fresh cocoon receptors of peace...
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Would be great to see Brutal (if true) Fox jump on some gear.
Why the feck not, what's he got to lose at this point?
Fresh cocoon receptors of peace...
What does he have to lose?
This is his second chance at life bro!
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Would be great to see Brutal (if true) Fox jump on some gear.
Why the feck not, what's he got to lose at this point?
Fresh cocoon receptors of peace...
His frail health.
He spent decades in one of the shittiest and most infected jails in the world. I doubt he has aged well.
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His frail health.
He spent decades in one of the shittiest and most infected jails in the world. I doubt he has aged well.
he is still alive, he may be dead if he hadnt been jailed
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he is still alive, he may be dead if he hadnt been jailed
I agree with that. Bertil was arrested in 1997 when he was 46 [assuming he was arrested immediately]. Scratch that - the murder happened two months before his 46th birthday if I recall correctly.
And in that "Death and the Bodybuilder" video on YouTube, it shows him at what appears to be the courthouse, in a suit, and still massive.
He would have been 46-47 there, and still on steroids, from what I can tell.
Bertil would have likely stayed on forever.
So yes, in a very real way, jail may have saved his life.
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I agree with that. Bertil was arrested in 1997 when he was 46 [assuming he was arrested immediately]. Scratch that - the murder happened two months before his 46th birthday if I recall correctly.
And in that "Death and the Bodybuilder" video on YouTube, it shows him at what appears to be the courthouse, in a suit, and still massive.
He would have been 46-47 there, and still on steroids, from what I can tell.
Bertil would have likely stayed on forever.
So yes, in a very real way, jail may have saved his life.
What a life though. Can you imagine prison life on a Caribbean island?
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What a life though. Can you imagine prison life on a Caribbean island?
Stallone/Arnold movie material .
WoooSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Would be great to see Brutal (if true) Fox jump on some gear.
Why the feck not, what's he got to lose at this point?
Fresh cocoon receptors of peace...
It will help Bodybuilding a great deal ...
to see the likes of Ron Love ,Mike Christian and Bertil Fox back in elite shape showing the kids how is done .
WoooSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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What a life though. Can you imagine prison life on a Caribbean island?
As long as there's AC.
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What a life though. Can you imagine prison life on a Caribbean island?
They are generally very homophobic so you don't need to sleep with one eye open. However a 2 man cell might be used to house 8 to 10 prisoners. The stench would be horrific.
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ok - so he didn't win the Olympia but he's now become the Dindu champion.
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As long as there's AC.
I doubt the capitol building of St Kitts has AC.
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Can Somebody Please translate what he's saying into a
Language we can understand .
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Can Somebody Please translate what he's saying into a
Language we can understand .
Impossible !
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Can’t wait for the next Bertil Fox thread. “Bertal released, murders and captured again”
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I doubt the capitol building of St Kitts has AC.
Even small Caribbean islands have AC in gov't buildings, airports, and most hospitals.
But they set the thermostat to 78F.
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Even small Caribbean islands have AC in gov't buildings, airports, and most hospitals.
But they set the thermostat to 78F.
I'm surprised.
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Craig Titus is also innocent. ::)
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Craig Titus is also innocent. ::)
Hmmm I think you Could get your Fingers Burnt on that One
;D
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Bertil & Ronnie should get to together & make a training video.
Total rebuild
I mean they both had shit form & threw heavy weight around.
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Can Somebody Please translate what he's saying into a
Language we can understand .
please understand my fluency is only to a conversational level but here goes.
please take careful note gentlemen of the close proximity of the only place one can wash one's socks and so forth and that of the lavatory. Golly gosh, the aroma and the lack of hygiene. Cast your eyes upon the crowded conditions. Disheartening indeed. But I'll leave you with a positive note referencing the sense of solidarity and fraternity amongst all of us here. Huzzah
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Can’t wait for the next Bertil Fox thread. “Bertal released, murders and captured again”
I'm waiting for Bertil and Sally McNeil to link up
Talk about a killer couple
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please understand my fluency is only to a conversational level but here goes.
please take careful note gentlemen of the close proximity of the only place one can wash one's socks and so forth and that of the lavatory. Golly gosh, the aroma and the lack of hygiene. Cast your eyes upon the crowded conditions. Disheartening indeed. But I'll leave you with a positive note referencing the sense of solidarity and fraternity amongst all of us here. Huzzah
;D
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I'm waiting for Bertil and Sally McNeil to link up
Talk about a killer couple
;D
“Sally…..what have you done…..again?”
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I'm waiting for Bertil and Sally McNeil to link up
Talk about a killer couple
They can meet up w/ Titus and Kelly for a BBQ...
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please understand my fluency is only to a conversational level but here goes.
please take careful note gentlemen of the close proximity of the only place one can wash one's socks and so forth and that of the lavatory. Golly gosh, the aroma and the lack of hygiene. Cast your eyes upon the crowded conditions. Disheartening indeed. But I'll leave you with a positive note referencing the sense of solidarity and fraternity amongst all of us here. Huzzah
Ahha well that explains it ;D
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I'm waiting for Bertil and Sally McNeil to link up
Talk about a killer couple
Wow……
Neither one would take any crap from each other. The love, fights, training, etc… would all be so intense, focused and passionate.
This relationship needs to happen!
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Any current pics yet of this manly mountain of massivity?
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Brutal qualifier.
(https://i.postimg.cc/tJvCtj0X/murder-O.jpg)
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Brutal qualifier.
(https://i.postimg.cc/tJvCtj0X/murder-O.jpg)
An unexpected entry in the murder class of the Olympia contest.
(https://d3blhdga6ro23n.cloudfront.net/uploads/inmate/inmate_profile_image/682440/img_42_2017-07-07-10-03-08.jpg)
Craig Titus, 57 years old. 5’9, 240 pounds. A former sheet metal worker and twice Mr. Lovelock Correctional Center. He is also a movie and television star on Lifetime and Mitsuru Okabe films.
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Brutal qualifier.
(https://i.postimg.cc/tJvCtj0X/murder-O.jpg)
Would be a helluva` lineup !!
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An unexpected entry in the murder class of the Olympia contest.
(https://d3blhdga6ro23n.cloudfront.net/uploads/inmate/inmate_profile_image/682440/img_42_2017-07-07-10-03-08.jpg)
Craig Titus, 57 years old. 5’9, 240 pounds. A former sheet metal worker and twice Mr. Lovelock Correctional Center. He is also a movie and television star on Lifetime and Mitsuru Okabe films.
:D
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:D
:D :D :D
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Craig Titus, 57 years old. 5’9, 240 pounds. A former sheet metal worker and twice Mr. Lovelock Correctional Center. He is also a movie and television star on Lifetime and Mitsuru Okabe films.
"I can do this, I've been here before." Craig thinks as he waits backstage. "Have I got my ProTan right?, Am I holding too much water?" Kelly used to help with such things, but she's gone now. He also wonders if he picked the right song to pose to, Blue Oyster Cult's "Burning for You", back in the day people used to have fun with that sorta thing, but now? Everything's changed, they've even got trannies competing, back then they were only for the after parties. Lonnie's gone, King's back east looking half dead, even Bobby Chick's not up there anymore looking like a wop Cap'n Crunch, all replaced in those decades I gave to the slam.
Welp nothing to it, but to do it. "Now coming to the stage, Craig "Silverback" Titus everyone, Silverback Titus." The announcer booms. Craig walks out, there's an energy in the crowd like an electric current, but he can't hear anything. He looks out at the audience, they're older and grayer, but the schmoes are still there, and the cameras are still flashing. There's a bald guy that must be 80, and there's a young black haired guy a few rows behind wearing a "Fuck The Lockdowns" t-shirt, who seems to alternate looking at the bald man and the stage, he also seems to be jacking off. And who's that off in the distance? His old friend from Lovelock, OJ Simpson coming out to show support.
He's calmer now, and he can hear the music..... "And I'm livin' for givin' the Devil his due, and I'm burnin, I'm burnin, I'm burning for you...." He hits a double bi, into a quad pose with a little shake. The crowd roars.
He knows he's back where he belongs.
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"I can do this, I've been here before." Craig thinks as he waits backstage. "Have I got my ProTan right?, Am I holding too much water?" Kelly used to help with such things, but she's gone now. He also wonders if he picked the right song to pose to, Blue Oyster Cult's "Burning for You", back in the day people used to have fun with that sorta thing, but now? Everything's changed, they're even got trannies competing, back then they were only for the after parties. Lonnie's gone, King's back east looking half dead, even Bobby Chick's not up there anymore looking like a wop Cap'n Crunch, all replaced in those decades I gave to the slam.
Welp nothing to it, but to do it. "Now coming to the stage, Craig "Silverback" Titus everyone, Silverback Titus." The announcer booms. Craig walks out, there's an energy in the crowd like an electric current, but he can't hear anything. He looks out at the audience, they're older and grayer, but the schmoes are still there, and the cameras are still flashing. There's a bald guy that must be 80, and there's a young black haired guy a few rows behind wearing a "Fuck The Lockdowns" t-shirt, who seems to alternate looking at the bald man and the stage, he also seems to be jacking off. And who's that off in the distance? His old friend from Lovelock, OJ Simpson coming out to show support.
He's calmer now, and he can hear the music..... "And I'm livin' for given the Devil his due, and I'm burnin, I'm burnin, I'm burning for you...." He hits a double bi, into a quad pose with a little shake. The crowd roars.
He knows he's back where he belongs.
;D ;D ;D
Sooooo good!
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"I can do this, I've been here before." Craig thinks as he waits backstage. "Have I got my ProTan right?, Am I holding too much water?" Kelly used to help with such things, but she's gone now. He also wonders if he picked the right song to pose to, Blue Oyster Cult's "Burning for You", back in the day people used to have fun with that sorta thing, but now? Everything's changed, they've even got trannies competing, back then they were only for the after parties. Lonnie's gone, King's back east looking half dead, even Bobby Chick's not up there anymore looking like a wop Cap'n Crunch, all replaced in those decades I gave to the slam.
Welp nothing to it, but to do it. "Now coming to the stage, Craig "Silverback" Titus everyone, Silverback Titus." The announcer booms. Craig walks out, there's an energy in the crowd like an electric current, but he can't hear anything. He looks out at the audience, they're older and grayer, but the schmoes are still there, and the cameras are still flashing. There's a bald guy that must be 80, and there's a young black haired guy a few rows behind wearing a "Fuck The Lockdowns" t-shirt, who seems to alternate looking at the bald man and the stage, he also seems to be jacking off. And who's that off in the distance? His old friend from Lovelock, OJ Simpson coming out to show support.
He's calmer now, and he can hear the music..... "And I'm livin' for givin' the Devil his due, and I'm burnin, I'm burnin, I'm burning for you...." He hits a double bi, into a quad pose with a little shake. The crowd roars.
He knows he's back where he belongs.
Writers Guild quality. Work in “…as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen…” and this could be nominated.
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"I can do this, I've been here before." Craig thinks as he waits backstage. "Have I got my ProTan right?, Am I holding too much water?" Kelly used to help with such things, but she's gone now. He also wonders if he picked the right song to pose to, Blue Oyster Cult's "Burning for You", back in the day people used to have fun with that sorta thing, but now? Everything's changed, they've even got trannies competing, back then they were only for the after parties. Lonnie's gone, King's back east looking half dead, even Bobby Chick's not up there anymore looking like a wop Cap'n Crunch, all replaced in those decades I gave to the slam.
Welp nothing to it, but to do it. "Now coming to the stage, Craig "Silverback" Titus everyone, Silverback Titus." The announcer booms. Craig walks out, there's an energy in the crowd like an electric current, but he can't hear anything. He looks out at the audience, they're older and grayer, but the schmoes are still there, and the cameras are still flashing. There's a bald guy that must be 80, and there's a young black haired guy a few rows behind wearing a "Fuck The Lockdowns" t-shirt, who seems to alternate looking at the bald man and the stage, he also seems to be jacking off. And who's that off in the distance? His old friend from Lovelock, OJ Simpson coming out to show support.
He's calmer now, and he can hear the music..... "And I'm livin' for givin' the Devil his due, and I'm burnin, I'm burnin, I'm burning for you...." He hits a double bi, into a quad pose with a little shake. The crowd roars.
He knows he's back where he belongs.
;D ;D ;D
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Writers Guild quality. Work in “…as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen…” and this could be nominated.
I worked it into some Titus / McNeil erotic fan fiction for you -
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"Three weeks after the contest, and they thought I'd be mad at 4th, but I get it, I've got to pay my dues. After all, I did allegedly murder a girl." Craig said as he spoke to the group at Marina Del Rey community church. Anger management classes twice a month for the next 10 years as part of the conditions for his parole, Craig played with the tab on his soda can, and sat in the government surplus chair wondering how he got here.
"That's great to hear Craig, it's wonderful that you're taking responsibility for yourself" Ms. Martinez said, "Speaking of responsibility, Brian, would you like to share with the class?" "Nope, can't be faded, and I can't be sharing." He said with a smirk. Craig had seen his type before in the joint, they were usually hanging on to somebody's pocket the second week in. "Very well, class is almost over anyway. Everyone get a few cookies on the way out."
Craig walked out with his cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, not really an evening cookie, but beggars can't be choosers.... Then he saw her coming out of a room down the hall. Tall, blonde, and still pretty muscular, it couldn't be her could it? He jogged down the hall, still trying to play it cool. "Scuse me, but you wouldn't be Sally McNeil from years ago?" "Yep, that's me!" she said, hard to read behind her sun glasses. "You might might not recognize me...." "Is a pig's pussy pork?, of course I remember you Craiggers!" she interjected. This one was still a bit nutty, Craig liked that.
"You think I could hitch a ride with you?" Craig asked. "Nevada worked it out that I can serve my parole here, but I still haven't gotten my own ride." "Sure kiddo, I'm just down here." she said pointing into the distance. Then they came to it, a bright yellow Mazda Miata 2019. "Sweet ride." "I know, a dentist I know out of Century City leases it for me. He does all the the stars's teeth. The schmoes still love ya girl Sally, I think it's the danger now." "Who'd be afraid of little old you?" Craig said with a smirk, noting the USMC bumper sticker. "Hop in."
The ride was fun, they spoke of gyms known, stacks taken, and contests both in the gym and in life won and lost. Toward the end, Sally leaned in, and said "Here we are just a couple of old cons having fun, do you want to come home with me for a night cap? "Sure" Titus said, he'd gotten laid in the joint, and now out on parole. But fag slam pigs and prison groupies were different, you didn't care about them. He wanted to show Sally a good time.
Back when he got out, he went on the internet out of boredom to check out the old haunts. Muscle Mayhem gone, MD and Bodybuilding.com shells of themselves, but Getbig was still there. One of the threads he took note of was a gay guy talking about pleasing a woman - "You just start with two fingers to get her set up, then you go downstairs and eat it out like it was a pot of collard greens like I tell all of my straight friends who ask me for advice, you do that and she opens up like a flower. Once that happens, then you screw." Maybe the fruit was on to something, he'd try that with Sally tonight.
They got to Sally's place, a little ramshackle thing over by Del Monte boulevard, but she seemed to be trying to keep it up. When he stepped in, he could see it, a little 1 bedroom, with a living room dominated by a leather couch, a small flat screen and a white shag rug. "Why don't you go to the fridge, and get us something to snack on" she said. Craig wandered over to it, and took stock. A couple of six packs of Diet Coke, milk, Coors Lite, some wrapped cold cuts, and a shit ton of chicken thighs and drumsticks. Craig had to stifle a laugh at the last part. They said Ray got killed over two things - strange pussy and expensive chicken, he was glad to see part of that might be true. On the side, he spied a bag of NY Deli Jalapeno potato chips, he grabbed that and the Coke and head back to Sally. He was glad to see they were real chips, not some diet shit.
They sat around for a bit watching some show about black strippers in Mississippi, Craig figured he should make his move now. "This is fun and all, but I'd rather we got to know each other in a different way." He said as he rubbed her thigh. "You think you could handle it? The last guy to play with my thighs wound up in a body bag, well he actually wound up in an ambulance, then a body bag, but you get the drift." She said. "I'm sure it was a jaw dropper, but I'm not Ray." Titus knew you had to let these broads know the score quickly, or they'd walk all over you.
"Wrestle you for it, you win, you get the pussy. You lose, and maybe you still get the pussy or you go home and jerk off." "What!?" Craig said. This bitch was indeed nuts, but fun nuts. "Ok, but where are we going to do it? In the bedroom?" "No silly, right here on the rug. Now help me move the couch." She said. "Alright, I'm game."
Titus stood there in his tighty whiteys, Sally in a leopard number she got from somewhere. "Not so fast, we've got to oil up." she said. "What? Sally, we'll ruin the carpet." "Don't worry, it's ScotchGuarded, I wrestle schmoes on it all the time. We either do it right, or we don't do it at all."
About 30 minutes later, as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen, it was almost time to wrestle. Craig gets into his stance, and offers Sally his hand. No reason to be a poor sportsman he thinks. She grabs it, and transitions into a double leg takedown, then into a head scissor.
And as Craig laid there with his head turning purple between her giant thighs, Craig thought "Fuck your Monica's, your Amy's, your Marla's, Sally's the girl for me."
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I worked it into some Titus / McNeil erotic fan fiction for you -
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"Three weeks after the contest, and they thought I'd be mad at 4th, but I get it, I've got to pay my dues. After all, I did allegedly murder a girl." Craig said as he spoke to the group at Marina Del Rey community church. Anger management classes twice a month for the next 10 years as part of the conditions for his parole, Craig played with the tab on his soda can, and sat in the government surplus chair wondering how he got here.
"That's great to hear Craig, it's wonderful that you're taking responsibility for yourself" Ms. Martinez said, "Speaking of responsibility, Brian, would you like to share with the class?" "Nope, can't be faded, and I can't be sharing." He said with a smirk. Craig had seen his type before in the joint, they were usually hanging on to somebody's pocket the second week in. "Very well, class is almost over anyway. Everyone get a few cookies on the way out."
Craig walked out with his cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, not really an evening cookie, but beggars can't be choosers.... Then he saw her coming out of a room down the hall. Tall, blonde, and still pretty muscular, it couldn't be her could it? He jogged down the hall, still trying to play it cool. "Scuse me, but you wouldn't be Sally McNeil from years ago?" "Yep, that's me!" she said, hard to read behind her sun glasses. "You might might not recognize me...." "Is a pig's pussy pork?, of course I remember you Craiggers!" she interjected. This one was still a bit nutty, Craig liked that.
"You think I could hitch a ride with you?" Craig asked. "Nevada worked it out that I can serve my parole here, but I still haven't gotten my own ride." "Sure kiddo, I'm just down here." she said pointing into the distance. Then they came to it, a bright yellow Mazda Miata 2019. "Sweet ride." "I know, a dentist I know out of Century City leases it for me. He does all the the stars's teeth. The schmoes still love ya girl Sally, I think it's the danger now." "Who'd be afraid of little old you?" Craig said with a smirk, noting the USMC bumper sticker. "Hop in."
The ride was fun, they spoke of gyms known, stacks taken, and contests both in the gym and in life won and lost. Toward the end, Sally leaned in, and said "Here we are just a couple of old cons having fun, do you want to come home with me for a night cap? "Sure" Titus said, he'd gotten laid in the joint, and now out on parole. But fag slam pigs and prison groupies were different, you didn't care about them. He wanted to show Sally a good time.
Back when he got out, he went on the internet out of boredom to check out the old haunts. Muscle Mayhem gone, MD and Bodybuilding.com shells of themselves, but Getbig was still there. One of the threads he took note of was a gay guy talking about pleasing a woman - "You just start with two fingers to get her set up, then you go downstairs and eat it out like it was a pot of collard greens like I tell all of my straight friends who ask me for advice, you do that and she opens up like a flower. Once that happens, then you screw." Maybe the fruit was on to something, he'd try that with Sally tonight.
They got to Sally's place, a little ramshackle thing over by Del Monte boulevard, but she seemed to be trying to keep it up. When he stepped in, he could see it, a little 1 bedroom, with a living room dominated by a leather couch, a small flat screen and a white shag rug. "Why don't you go to the fridge, and get us something to snack on" she said. Craig wandered over to it, and took stock. A couple of six packs of Diet Coke, milk, Coors Lite, some wrapped cold cuts, and a shit ton of chicken thighs and drumsticks. Craig had to stifle a laugh at the last part. They said Ray got killed over two things - strange pussy and expensive chicken, he was glad to see part of that might be true. On the side, he spied a bag of NY Deli Jalapeno potato chips, he grabbed that and the Coke and head back to Sally. He was glad to see they were real chips, not some diet shit.
They sat around for a bit watching some show about black strippers in Mississippi, Craig figured he should make his move now. "This is fun and all, but I'd rather we got to know each other in a different way." He said as he rubbed her thigh. "You think you could handle it? The last guy to play with my thighs wound up in a body bag, well he actually wound up in an ambulance, then a body bag, but you get the drift." She said. "I'm sure it was a jaw dropper, but I'm not Ray." Titus knew you had to let these broads know the score quickly, or they'd walk all over you.
"Wrestle you for it, you win, you get the pussy. You lose, and maybe you still get the pussy or you go home and jerk off." "What!?" Craig said. This bitch was indeed nuts, but fun nuts. "Ok, but where are we going to do it? In the bedroom?" "No silly, right here on the rug. Now help me move the couch." She said. "Alright, I'm game."
Titus stood there in his tighty whiteys, Sally in a leopard number she got from somewhere. "Not so fast, we've got to oil up." she said. "What? Sally, we'll ruin the carpet." "Don't worry, it's ScotchGuarded, I wrestle schmoes on it all the time. We either do it right, or we don't do it at all."
About 30 minutes later, as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen, it was almost time to wrestle. Craig gets into his stance, and offers Sally his hand. No reason to be a poor sportsman he thinks. She grabs it, and transitions into a double leg takedown, then into a head scissor.
And as Craig laid there with his head turning purple between her giant thighs, Craig thought "Fuck your Monica's, your Amy's, your Marla's, Sally's the girl for me."
Bravo!
Picture that gif of the Rock clapping at the Oscars.
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well it seems many young gays today dont know big beef it betil fox, but all knows the dude had crazy ass pecs and arm s and was the gratest bb of the 80s. anfortunlatly he got fucked over by the penile system sent to st kitts prision by two mouthy whores who got away scott free like womens always do when the law gets invol ved. all pleas e remmebr this grate bb, hed have 7 or 8 os alredy but now hes not even on staige cuz of the brainlees legal
fucking gorila
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Reekie Vayne (Ghey Arnold) ::)
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BB with brilliant material.
Seriously, were you a stand up comedian or what?
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BB with brilliant material.
Seriously, were you a stand up comedian or what?
Thanks for the kind words. Nope, just a regular guy. A few years ago, I found my actual writing getting a little sloppy and bland, I think it's from too much short form messaging. So every once and awhile, I just like to write something long, and hopefully a little entertaining so I remember how to do it :).
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Thanks for the kind words. Nope, just a regular guy. A few years ago, I found my actual writing getting a little sloppy and bland, I think it's from too much short form messaging. So every once and awhile, I just like to write something long, and hopefully a little entertaining so I remember how to do it :).
BB, have you read The Three Muscleteers yet? I bought it as a tool to improve my Getbig posting and overall schmoe knowledge. I normally buy book and never read them, but I have a feeling I will finish this one quickly and maybe even have a few pages stuck together.
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BB, have you read The Three Muscleteers yet? I bought it as a tool to improve my Getbig posting and overall schmoe knowledge. I normally buy book and never read them, but I have a feeling I will finish this one quickly and maybe even have a few pages stuck together.
Yep, review here - https://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?topic=678561.msg9773352#msg9773352 .
"Rating -
Schmoe content - 1/2 a sperm soaked Weider moustache out of 5. Connors is a gentleman about his guests and their love lives. No need to get your cocks out and lace up your grass stained New Balances for this one.
General Gossip Content - 3 Palumbos out of 5. I didn't have high hopes for it based on a few free chapters, but Ed pulled it out in the end. He gave me some stuff I didn't know, and he was genuinely funny in some parts. Connors just could've been a little more free flowing with the Gold's secrets.
Overall 3.5 out of 5.
One of the major flaws is that he jumps around in time periods and subjects too much with no structure. You could be reading about the 70's, then jump 25, 30 years in a few sentences. "
I still feel that way. Decent, but could've been great. We really need a good, gossipy book for covering the 80s-90's. There's so much material to be mined there. Someone needs to pick a pseudonym, find a good ghost writer, and get at it. You'd think some of these guys would have a good gossipy queen that can help them write in their stable of schmoes.
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Yep, review here - https://www.getbig.com/boards/index.php?topic=678561.msg9773352#msg9773352 .
"Rating -
Schmoe content - 1/2 a sperm soaked Weider moustache out of 5. Connors is a gentleman about his guests and their love lives. No need to get your cocks out and lace up your grass stained New Balances for this one.
General Gossip Content - 3 Palumbos out of 5. I didn't have high hopes for it based on a few free chapters, but Ed pulled it out in the end. He gave me some stuff I didn't know, and he was genuinely funny in some parts. Connors just could've been a little more free flowing with the Gold's secrets.
Overall 3.5 out of 5.
One of the major flaws is that he jumps around in time periods and subjects too much with no structure. You could be reading about the 70's, then jump 25, 30 years in a few sentences. "
I still feel that way. Decent, but could've been great. We really need a good, gossipy book for covering the 80s-90's. There's so much material to be mined there. Someone needs to pick a pseudonym, find a good ghost writer, and get at it. You'd think some of these guys would have a good gossipy queen that can help them write in their stable of schmoes.
:D
I thought I remembered you reviewing it. I’m schmoe embarrassed!
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I worked it into some Titus / McNeil erotic fan fiction for you -
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"Three weeks after the contest, and they thought I'd be mad at 4th, but I get it, I've got to pay my dues. After all, I did allegedly murder a girl." Craig said as he spoke to the group at Marina Del Rey community church. Anger management classes twice a month for the next 10 years as part of the conditions for his parole, Craig played with the tab on his soda can, and sat in the government surplus chair wondering how he got here.
"That's great to hear Craig, it's wonderful that you're taking responsibility for yourself" Ms. Martinez said, "Speaking of responsibility, Brian, would you like to share with the class?" "Nope, can't be faded, and I can't be sharing." He said with a smirk. Craig had seen his type before in the joint, they were usually hanging on to somebody's pocket the second week in. "Very well, class is almost over anyway. Everyone get a few cookies on the way out."
Craig walked out with his cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, not really an evening cookie, but beggars can't be choosers.... Then he saw her coming out of a room down the hall. Tall, blonde, and still pretty muscular, it couldn't be her could it? He jogged down the hall, still trying to play it cool. "Scuse me, but you wouldn't be Sally McNeil from years ago?" "Yep, that's me!" she said, hard to read behind her sun glasses. "You might might not recognize me...." "Is a pig's pussy pork?, of course I remember you Craiggers!" she interjected. This one was still a bit nutty, Craig liked that.
"You think I could hitch a ride with you?" Craig asked. "Nevada worked it out that I can serve my parole here, but I still haven't gotten my own ride." "Sure kiddo, I'm just down here." she said pointing into the distance. Then they came to it, a bright yellow Mazda Miata 2019. "Sweet ride." "I know, a dentist I know out of Century City leases it for me. He does all the the stars's teeth. The schmoes still love ya girl Sally, I think it's the danger now." "Who'd be afraid of little old you?" Craig said with a smirk, noting the USMC bumper sticker. "Hop in."
The ride was fun, they spoke of gyms known, stacks taken, and contests both in the gym and in life won and lost. Toward the end, Sally leaned in, and said "Here we are just a couple of old cons having fun, do you want to come home with me for a night cap? "Sure" Titus said, he'd gotten laid in the joint, and now out on parole. But fag slam pigs and prison groupies were different, you didn't care about them. He wanted to show Sally a good time.
Back when he got out, he went on the internet out of boredom to check out the old haunts. Muscle Mayhem gone, MD and Bodybuilding.com shells of themselves, but Getbig was still there. One of the threads he took note of was a gay guy talking about pleasing a woman - "You just start with two fingers to get her set up, then you go downstairs and eat it out like it was a pot of collard greens like I tell all of my straight friends who ask me for advice, you do that and she opens up like a flower. Once that happens, then you screw." Maybe the fruit was on to something, he'd try that with Sally tonight.
They got to Sally's place, a little ramshackle thing over by Del Monte boulevard, but she seemed to be trying to keep it up. When he stepped in, he could see it, a little 1 bedroom, with a living room dominated by a leather couch, a small flat screen and a white shag rug. "Why don't you go to the fridge, and get us something to snack on" she said. Craig wandered over to it, and took stock. A couple of six packs of Diet Coke, milk, Coors Lite, some wrapped cold cuts, and a shit ton of chicken thighs and drumsticks. Craig had to stifle a laugh at the last part. They said Ray got killed over two things - strange pussy and expensive chicken, he was glad to see part of that might be true. On the side, he spied a bag of NY Deli Jalapeno potato chips, he grabbed that and the Coke and head back to Sally. He was glad to see they were real chips, not some diet shit.
They sat around for a bit watching some show about black strippers in Mississippi, Craig figured he should make his move now. "This is fun and all, but I'd rather we got to know each other in a different way." He said as he rubbed her thigh. "You think you could handle it? The last guy to play with my thighs wound up in a body bag, well he actually wound up in an ambulance, then a body bag, but you get the drift." She said. "I'm sure it was a jaw dropper, but I'm not Ray." Titus knew you had to let these broads know the score quickly, or they'd walk all over you.
"Wrestle you for it, you win, you get the pussy. You lose, and maybe you still get the pussy or you go home and jerk off." "What!?" Craig said. This bitch was indeed nuts, but fun nuts. "Ok, but where are we going to do it? In the bedroom?" "No silly, right here on the rug. Now help me move the couch." She said. "Alright, I'm game."
Titus stood there in his tighty whiteys, Sally in a leopard number she got from somewhere. "Not so fast, we've got to oil up." she said. "What? Sally, we'll ruin the carpet." "Don't worry, it's ScotchGuarded, I wrestle schmoes on it all the time. We either do it right, or we don't do it at all."
About 30 minutes later, as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen, it was almost time to wrestle. Craig gets into his stance, and offers Sally his hand. No reason to be a poor sportsman he thinks. She grabs it, and transitions into a double leg takedown, then into a head scissor.
And as Craig laid there with his head turning purple between her giant thighs, Craig thought "Fuck your Monica's, your Amy's, your Marla's, Sally's the girl for me."
Nice work. Keep up the Bulk Fiction, BB! :D
BB, have you read The Three Muscleteers yet? I bought it as a tool to improve my Getbig posting and overall schmoe knowledge. I normally buy book and never read them, but I have a feeling I will finish this one quickly and maybe even have a few pages stuck together.
I read it cover to cover, although I don't see it as a schmoe book so much as an insiders book on the gym industry. Connors was an architect, which was useful to him in the gym biz. Once, Joe Weider mysteriously pulled Gold's Gym ads from M&F, so fellow Gold's owner Grymko confronted JW unsuccessfully at Weider HQ, leaving in a huff, 'tire ironing' his vehicle on the way out. Connors, took a cooler approach, mentioned in conversation that he was an architect and ended up quid pro quo'ing JW, helping him with home remodeling plans in exchange for Gold's ads back in Weider pubs. Plus, the Muscleteers dropped a Golds v Arnold slander suit inherited from Sprague.
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Nice work. Keep up the Bulk Fiction, BB! :D
I read it cover to cover, although I don't see it as a schmoe book so much as an insiders book on the gym industry. Connors was an architect, which was useful to him in the gym biz. Once, Joe Weider mysteriously pulled Gold's Gym ads from M&F, so fellow Gold's owner Grymko confronted JW unsuccessfully at Weider HQ, leaving in a huff, 'tire ironing' his vehicle on the way out. Connors, took a cooler approach, mentioned in conversation that he was an architect and ended up quid pro quo'ing JW, helping him with home remodeling plans in exchange for Gold's ads back in Weider pubs. Plus, the Muscleteers dropped a Golds v Arnold slander suit inherited from Sprague.
Sweet. I look forward to reading it, so I can keep up with the heavy hitters on here
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"I can do this, I've been here before." Craig thinks as he waits backstage. "Have I got my ProTan right?, Am I holding too much water?" Kelly used to help with such things, but she's gone now. He also wonders if he picked the right song to pose to, Blue Oyster Cult's "Burning for You", back in the day people used to have fun with that sorta thing, but now? Everything's changed, they've even got trannies competing, back then they were only for the after parties. Lonnie's gone, King's back east looking half dead, even Bobby Chick's not up there anymore looking like a wop Cap'n Crunch, all replaced in those decades I gave to the slam.
Welp nothing to it, but to do it. "Now coming to the stage, Craig "Silverback" Titus everyone, Silverback Titus." The announcer booms. Craig walks out, there's an energy in the crowd like an electric current, but he can't hear anything. He looks out at the audience, they're older and grayer, but the schmoes are still there, and the cameras are still flashing. There's a bald guy that must be 80, and there's a young black haired guy a few rows behind wearing a "Fuck The Lockdowns" t-shirt, who seems to alternate looking at the bald man and the stage, he also seems to be jacking off. And who's that off in the distance? His old friend from Lovelock, OJ Simpson coming out to show support.
He's calmer now, and he can hear the music..... "And I'm livin' for givin' the Devil his due, and I'm burnin, I'm burnin, I'm burning for you...." He hits a double bi, into a quad pose with a little shake. The crowd roars.
He knows he's back where he belongs.
I'm legit still laughing after a good minute - it was real funny all the way through, but the bit about jacking off took it to the next level! ;D
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I worked it into some Titus / McNeil erotic fan fiction for you -
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"Three weeks after the contest, and they thought I'd be mad at 4th, but I get it, I've got to pay my dues. After all, I did allegedly murder a girl." Craig said as he spoke to the group at Marina Del Rey community church. Anger management classes twice a month for the next 10 years as part of the conditions for his parole, Craig played with the tab on his soda can, and sat in the government surplus chair wondering how he got here.
"That's great to hear Craig, it's wonderful that you're taking responsibility for yourself" Ms. Martinez said, "Speaking of responsibility, Brian, would you like to share with the class?" "Nope, can't be faded, and I can't be sharing." He said with a smirk. Craig had seen his type before in the joint, they were usually hanging on to somebody's pocket the second week in. "Very well, class is almost over anyway. Everyone get a few cookies on the way out."
Craig walked out with his cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, not really an evening cookie, but beggars can't be choosers.... Then he saw her coming out of a room down the hall. Tall, blonde, and still pretty muscular, it couldn't be her could it? He jogged down the hall, still trying to play it cool. "Scuse me, but you wouldn't be Sally McNeil from years ago?" "Yep, that's me!" she said, hard to read behind her sun glasses. "You might might not recognize me...." "Is a pig's pussy pork?, of course I remember you Craiggers!" she interjected. This one was still a bit nutty, Craig liked that.
"You think I could hitch a ride with you?" Craig asked. "Nevada worked it out that I can serve my parole here, but I still haven't gotten my own ride." "Sure kiddo, I'm just down here." she said pointing into the distance. Then they came to it, a bright yellow Mazda Miata 2019. "Sweet ride." "I know, a dentist I know out of Century City leases it for me. He does all the the stars's teeth. The schmoes still love ya girl Sally, I think it's the danger now." "Who'd be afraid of little old you?" Craig said with a smirk, noting the USMC bumper sticker. "Hop in."
The ride was fun, they spoke of gyms known, stacks taken, and contests both in the gym and in life won and lost. Toward the end, Sally leaned in, and said "Here we are just a couple of old cons having fun, do you want to come home with me for a night cap? "Sure" Titus said, he'd gotten laid in the joint, and now out on parole. But fag slam pigs and prison groupies were different, you didn't care about them. He wanted to show Sally a good time.
Back when he got out, he went on the internet out of boredom to check out the old haunts. Muscle Mayhem gone, MD and Bodybuilding.com shells of themselves, but Getbig was still there. One of the threads he took note of was a gay guy talking about pleasing a woman - "You just start with two fingers to get her set up, then you go downstairs and eat it out like it was a pot of collard greens like I tell all of my straight friends who ask me for advice, you do that and she opens up like a flower. Once that happens, then you screw." Maybe the fruit was on to something, he'd try that with Sally tonight.
They got to Sally's place, a little ramshackle thing over by Del Monte boulevard, but she seemed to be trying to keep it up. When he stepped in, he could see it, a little 1 bedroom, with a living room dominated by a leather couch, a small flat screen and a white shag rug. "Why don't you go to the fridge, and get us something to snack on" she said. Craig wandered over to it, and took stock. A couple of six packs of Diet Coke, milk, Coors Lite, some wrapped cold cuts, and a shit ton of chicken thighs and drumsticks. Craig had to stifle a laugh at the last part. They said Ray got killed over two things - strange pussy and expensive chicken, he was glad to see part of that might be true. On the side, he spied a bag of NY Deli Jalapeno potato chips, he grabbed that and the Coke and head back to Sally. He was glad to see they were real chips, not some diet shit.
They sat around for a bit watching some show about black strippers in Mississippi, Craig figured he should make his move now. "This is fun and all, but I'd rather we got to know each other in a different way." He said as he rubbed her thigh. "You think you could handle it? The last guy to play with my thighs wound up in a body bag, well he actually wound up in an ambulance, then a body bag, but you get the drift." She said. "I'm sure it was a jaw dropper* but I'm not Ray." Titus knew you had to let these broads know the score quickly, or they'd walk all over you.
"Wrestle you for it, you win, you get the pussy. You lose, and maybe you still get the pussy or you go home and jerk off." "What!?" Craig said. This bitch was indeed nuts, but fun nuts. "Ok, but where are we going to do it? In the bedroom?" "No silly, right here on the rug. Now help me move the couch." She said. "Alright, I'm game."
Titus stood there in his tighty whiteys, Sally in a leopard number she got from somewhere. "Not so fast, we've got to oil up." she said. "What? Sally, we'll ruin the carpet." "Don't worry, it's ScotchGuarded, I wrestle schmoes on it all the time. We either do it right, or we don't do it at all."
About 30 minutes later, as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen, it was almost time to wrestle. Craig gets into his stance, and offers Sally his hand. No reason to be a poor sportsman he thinks. She grabs it, and transitions into a double leg takedown, then into a head scissor.
And as Craig laid there with his head turning purple between her giant thighs, Craig thought "Fuck your Monica's, your Amy's, your Marla's, Sally's the girl for me."
Too good. All the way too good 8)
And this bit * - brutal! ;D ;D ;D
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Wonder if "Bertil Fox" slammed "Fertile Box" yet... His 80-yr old girlfriend of peace.
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I worked it into some Titus / McNeil erotic fan fiction for you -
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"Three weeks after the contest, and they thought I'd be mad at 4th, but I get it, I've got to pay my dues. After all, I did allegedly murder a girl." Craig said as he spoke to the group at Marina Del Rey community church. Anger management classes twice a month for the next 10 years as part of the conditions for his parole, Craig played with the tab on his soda can, and sat in the government surplus chair wondering how he got here.
"That's great to hear Craig, it's wonderful that you're taking responsibility for yourself" Ms. Martinez said, "Speaking of responsibility, Brian, would you like to share with the class?" "Nope, can't be faded, and I can't be sharing." He said with a smirk. Craig had seen his type before in the joint, they were usually hanging on to somebody's pocket the second week in. "Very well, class is almost over anyway. Everyone get a few cookies on the way out."
Craig walked out with his cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, not really an evening cookie, but beggars can't be choosers.... Then he saw her coming out of a room down the hall. Tall, blonde, and still pretty muscular, it couldn't be her could it? He jogged down the hall, still trying to play it cool. "Scuse me, but you wouldn't be Sally McNeil from years ago?" "Yep, that's me!" she said, hard to read behind her sun glasses. "You might might not recognize me...." "Is a pig's pussy pork?, of course I remember you Craiggers!" she interjected. This one was still a bit nutty, Craig liked that.
"You think I could hitch a ride with you?" Craig asked. "Nevada worked it out that I can serve my parole here, but I still haven't gotten my own ride." "Sure kiddo, I'm just down here." she said pointing into the distance. Then they came to it, a bright yellow Mazda Miata 2019. "Sweet ride." "I know, a dentist I know out of Century City leases it for me. He does all the the stars's teeth. The schmoes still love ya girl Sally, I think it's the danger now." "Who'd be afraid of little old you?" Craig said with a smirk, noting the USMC bumper sticker. "Hop in."
The ride was fun, they spoke of gyms known, stacks taken, and contests both in the gym and in life won and lost. Toward the end, Sally leaned in, and said "Here we are just a couple of old cons having fun, do you want to come home with me for a night cap? "Sure" Titus said, he'd gotten laid in the joint, and now out on parole. But fag slam pigs and prison groupies were different, you didn't care about them. He wanted to show Sally a good time.
Back when he got out, he went on the internet out of boredom to check out the old haunts. Muscle Mayhem gone, MD and Bodybuilding.com shells of themselves, but Getbig was still there. One of the threads he took note of was a gay guy talking about pleasing a woman - "You just start with two fingers to get her set up, then you go downstairs and eat it out like it was a pot of collard greens like I tell all of my straight friends who ask me for advice, you do that and she opens up like a flower. Once that happens, then you screw." Maybe the fruit was on to something, he'd try that with Sally tonight.
They got to Sally's place, a little ramshackle thing over by Del Monte boulevard, but she seemed to be trying to keep it up. When he stepped in, he could see it, a little 1 bedroom, with a living room dominated by a leather couch, a small flat screen and a white shag rug. "Why don't you go to the fridge, and get us something to snack on" she said. Craig wandered over to it, and took stock. A couple of six packs of Diet Coke, milk, Coors Lite, some wrapped cold cuts, and a shit ton of chicken thighs and drumsticks. Craig had to stifle a laugh at the last part. They said Ray got killed over two things - strange pussy and expensive chicken, he was glad to see part of that might be true. On the side, he spied a bag of NY Deli Jalapeno potato chips, he grabbed that and the Coke and head back to Sally. He was glad to see they were real chips, not some diet shit.
They sat around for a bit watching some show about black strippers in Mississippi, Craig figured he should make his move now. "This is fun and all, but I'd rather we got to know each other in a different way." He said as he rubbed her thigh. "You think you could handle it? The last guy to play with my thighs wound up in a body bag, well he actually wound up in an ambulance, then a body bag, but you get the drift." She said. "I'm sure it was a jaw dropper, but I'm not Ray." Titus knew you had to let these broads know the score quickly, or they'd walk all over you.
"Wrestle you for it, you win, you get the pussy. You lose, and maybe you still get the pussy or you go home and jerk off." "What!?" Craig said. This bitch was indeed nuts, but fun nuts. "Ok, but where are we going to do it? In the bedroom?" "No silly, right here on the rug. Now help me move the couch." She said. "Alright, I'm game."
Titus stood there in his tighty whiteys, Sally in a leopard number she got from somewhere. "Not so fast, we've got to oil up." she said. "What? Sally, we'll ruin the carpet." "Don't worry, it's ScotchGuarded, I wrestle schmoes on it all the time. We either do it right, or we don't do it at all."
About 30 minutes later, as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen, it was almost time to wrestle. Craig gets into his stance, and offers Sally his hand. No reason to be a poor sportsman he thinks. She grabs it, and transitions into a double leg takedown, then into a head scissor.
And as Craig laid there with his head turning purple between her giant thighs, Craig thought "Fuck your Monica's, your Amy's, your Marla's, Sally's the girl for me."
Is it wrong to get a 3/4 parsh from this story?
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Is his Youtube channel up yet ?
WoooSHHHHHHHHHHH
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I worked it into some Titus / McNeil erotic fan fiction for you -
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"Three weeks after the contest, and they thought I'd be mad at 4th, but I get it, I've got to pay my dues. After all, I did allegedly murder a girl." Craig said as he spoke to the group at Marina Del Rey community church. Anger management classes twice a month for the next 10 years as part of the conditions for his parole, Craig played with the tab on his soda can, and sat in the government surplus chair wondering how he got here.
"That's great to hear Craig, it's wonderful that you're taking responsibility for yourself" Ms. Martinez said, "Speaking of responsibility, Brian, would you like to share with the class?" "Nope, can't be faded, and I can't be sharing." He said with a smirk. Craig had seen his type before in the joint, they were usually hanging on to somebody's pocket the second week in. "Very well, class is almost over anyway. Everyone get a few cookies on the way out."
Craig walked out with his cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, not really an evening cookie, but beggars can't be choosers.... Then he saw her coming out of a room down the hall. Tall, blonde, and still pretty muscular, it couldn't be her could it? He jogged down the hall, still trying to play it cool. "Scuse me, but you wouldn't be Sally McNeil from years ago?" "Yep, that's me!" she said, hard to read behind her sun glasses. "You might might not recognize me...." "Is a pig's pussy pork?, of course I remember you Craiggers!" she interjected. This one was still a bit nutty, Craig liked that.
"You think I could hitch a ride with you?" Craig asked. "Nevada worked it out that I can serve my parole here, but I still haven't gotten my own ride." "Sure kiddo, I'm just down here." she said pointing into the distance. Then they came to it, a bright yellow Mazda Miata 2019. "Sweet ride." "I know, a dentist I know out of Century City leases it for me. He does all the the stars's teeth. The schmoes still love ya girl Sally, I think it's the danger now." "Who'd be afraid of little old you?" Craig said with a smirk, noting the USMC bumper sticker. "Hop in."
The ride was fun, they spoke of gyms known, stacks taken, and contests both in the gym and in life won and lost. Toward the end, Sally leaned in, and said "Here we are just a couple of old cons having fun, do you want to come home with me for a night cap? "Sure" Titus said, he'd gotten laid in the joint, and now out on parole. But fag slam pigs and prison groupies were different, you didn't care about them. He wanted to show Sally a good time.
Back when he got out, he went on the internet out of boredom to check out the old haunts. Muscle Mayhem gone, MD and Bodybuilding.com shells of themselves, but Getbig was still there. One of the threads he took note of was a gay guy talking about pleasing a woman - "You just start with two fingers to get her set up, then you go downstairs and eat it out like it was a pot of collard greens like I tell all of my straight friends who ask me for advice, you do that and she opens up like a flower. Once that happens, then you screw." Maybe the fruit was on to something, he'd try that with Sally tonight.
They got to Sally's place, a little ramshackle thing over by Del Monte boulevard, but she seemed to be trying to keep it up. When he stepped in, he could see it, a little 1 bedroom, with a living room dominated by a leather couch, a small flat screen and a white shag rug. "Why don't you go to the fridge, and get us something to snack on" she said. Craig wandered over to it, and took stock. A couple of six packs of Diet Coke, milk, Coors Lite, some wrapped cold cuts, and a shit ton of chicken thighs and drumsticks. Craig had to stifle a laugh at the last part. They said Ray got killed over two things - strange pussy and expensive chicken, he was glad to see part of that might be true. On the side, he spied a bag of NY Deli Jalapeno potato chips, he grabbed that and the Coke and head back to Sally. He was glad to see they were real chips, not some diet shit.
They sat around for a bit watching some show about black strippers in Mississippi, Craig figured he should make his move now. "This is fun and all, but I'd rather we got to know each other in a different way." He said as he rubbed her thigh. "You think you could handle it? The last guy to play with my thighs wound up in a body bag, well he actually wound up in an ambulance, then a body bag, but you get the drift." She said. "I'm sure it was a jaw dropper, but I'm not Ray." Titus knew you had to let these broads know the score quickly, or they'd walk all over you.
"Wrestle you for it, you win, you get the pussy. You lose, and maybe you still get the pussy or you go home and jerk off." "What!?" Craig said. This bitch was indeed nuts, but fun nuts. "Ok, but where are we going to do it? In the bedroom?" "No silly, right here on the rug. Now help me move the couch." She said. "Alright, I'm game."
Titus stood there in his tighty whiteys, Sally in a leopard number she got from somewhere. "Not so fast, we've got to oil up." she said. "What? Sally, we'll ruin the carpet." "Don't worry, it's ScotchGuarded, I wrestle schmoes on it all the time. We either do it right, or we don't do it at all."
About 30 minutes later, as Sally McNeil applies Craig’s final glazing of muscle sheen, it was almost time to wrestle. Craig gets into his stance, and offers Sally his hand. No reason to be a poor sportsman he thinks. She grabs it, and transitions into a double leg takedown, then into a head scissor.
And as Craig laid there with his head turning purple between her giant thighs, Craig thought "Fuck your Monica's, your Amy's, your Marla's, Sally's the girl for me."
LMAO! I spit out my breakfast reading this masterpiece! Extra points for working in V3's timeless advices. One missed opportunity is working in PMs "Are you sexual?" phrase.
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Is it wrong to get a 3/4 parsh from this story?
Of course. I got one of those involuntary pulse-dribbles where I let go of some juice with only 10% of the pleasure, coupled with the annoyance I had some clean up to do
So you're a better man than me, Mr Trombone 8)
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Of course. I got one of those involuntary pulse-dribbles where I let go of some juice with only 10% of the pleasure, coupled with the annoyance I had some clean up to do
So you're a better man than me, Mr Trombone 8)
Hahahahaha gross ;D
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Where's the rest the Titus story!?😠 I'm not man that likes to be left hanging Mr. BB. 😒 Pun intended.
Great writing
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Is his Youtube channel up yet ?
WoooSHHHHHHHHHHH
Bump
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Almost a year since he has been released. Is he in a nursing home?
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Almost a year since he has been released. Is he in a nursing home?
I think he is with his son. I see him (not Bertil) post on IG... Seems like a normal gent...
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He’s hunkered down with Kelly Ryan in the islands, mon
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Almost a year since he has been released. Is he in a nursing home?
Hidden away in training for the Masters Olympia I'm hearing
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Hidden away in training for the Masters Olympia I'm hearing
That would be interesting to see him back on stage. Would the crowd cheer for him?
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That would be interesting to see him back on stage. Would the crowd cheer for him?
No..I think years of rotting in that jail have ruined his 500lb bench press :D
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No..I think years of rotting in that jail have ruined his 500lb bench press :D
He would gain back his size from muscle memory. The crowd's muscle memory would be of him killing 2 women.
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He would gain back his size from muscle memory. The crowd's muscle memory would be of him killing 2 women.
His form was insane but with such weights you can´t be strict ...LOL
Muscle memory won´t work at 70 :D
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His form was insane but with such weights you can´t be strict ...LOL
Muscle memory won´t work at 70 :D
Great find. Yes his form was sloppy but he was crazy strong. I heard Bertil was deadlifting and failed at a weight. Samir came over and rep out with it.
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His form was insane but with such weights you can´t be strict ...LOL
Muscle memory won´t work at 70 :D
With his full muscle bellies he would have been big without lifting those heavy weights. Paul Dillett would be an example.
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Bertil If True!
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Bertil If True!
Brutal Bertil!
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Brutal Bertil!
Bread and Butter
Brutal Bertil
Bread and Butter
Brutal Bertil
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^ In prison bread and butter was Brutal Bertil's diet.
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^ In prison bread and butter was Brutal Bertil's diet.
bread & water
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bread & water
& c0ck
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Where is he now ?
How come Palumbo hasn't asked Bertil to join the RX zoom with lee Priest,Romano Jiimy the Bull and Valentino.....he'll fit in perfectly.
It'll go viral.
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Where is he now ?
How come Palumbo hasn't asked Bertil to join the RX zoom with lee Priest,Romano Jiimy the Bull and Valentino.....he'll fit in perfectly.
It'll go viral.
apparently he is finishing the tunnel he started when he was incarcerated
From the other end.
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& c0ck
Raw..no pullin`out :D