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Getbig Main Boards => Gossip & Opinions => Topic started by: misanthropic_curmudgeon on June 01, 2006, 05:43:18 PM
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The hardest hardcore gym I have known
As many posts here dictate, the gym scene is full of pencil-neck wank-stains doing the super-sets of 21s to blow their guns up, after pigging out on their monstrous breakfast of 4, count ‘em, 1, 2, 3, 4 pieces of toast.
These malnourished wisps-of-wanna-be-men all train ‘hardcore’, and bitch if there is no carpet on the floor, the water from the fountain is not chilled, and mummy does not pin their latest crayon drawing to the refrigerator.
And so, comes my tale of many gyms, in many cities, in many lands. In 15 years of training, I have lifted in gyms in Canada and the US, and I have lifted in piss-ant pacific atolls where the King would come along a with ahalf the army and boot everyone out while he fought a half-hearted battle with obesity. I have lifted in the air-conditioned 5-star hotels ‘fitness studios’ across the world where corporate whores wept and trembled at my presence. I have trained in gyms in Asia where the owner openly deals in Anabolic Steroids over the counter, D-bol is like candy, and some dirty bastard is deep-frying chicken drumsticks outside beside an open sewer (and the drumsticks were very nice: I had them for lunch each day), and I have trained in gyms notorious for the high homosexual count and known throughout the land for posers, poofters, and prancing pillocks.
Although I don’t rain there any more due to its inconvenient location, the hardest gym I have ever trained in is in the city I reside in now. This gym is the domain of Olympic lifters, Power Lifters, and Strongmen. Access is just off the motorway, and on some council land between a badminton hall and table-tennis hall. Picture, if you will, hordes of Chinese badminton and table-tennis players, (interspersed with the odd Indian and sickly Europeans with bulging Adam’s apples, because nobody else with any self respect dallies about doing that bollocks) pulling up in their cars, milling about, gabbling away like the strangled canaries they resemble, and then disappearing into the safe confines of a hall only to stand put and wave an arm in the air in the deluded belief they are participating in a sport of physical exertion.
Between these two large, well lit, extravagant demonstrations of futility, sits heaven. A short, squat, ugly glorified garage-cum-workshop. Inside this dark and dusty dungeon is a battered kitchen reminiscent of a 1950’s housing ‘project’, and the communal showers that so petrify those with a small penis. Importantly there are three raised wooden lifting platforms lit by a single (working) florescent tube each, and two freestanding squat racks on two of them. Everything is covered in layer of chalk dust, or just plain dust. Dotted around the edge are assorted dumbbells, some of which are homemade and the others ‘sourced’ from various locations and failed commercial enterprises. The walls are adorned with plaques and mementoes from years gone by. The only machines are a home made cable pull-down and a broken leg extension. A bench-press has pride of place second to the platforms, its welds open and rusty. The bench of the bench press is a piece of ½ inch timber perhaps 10 inches wide. There is no carpet laid over the bare concrete floor, nor is there even padding on the bench of the bench-press.
If it is cold, you put on more clothes, if it is hot you take them off. If it is stuffy, you open the door. Strewn inside the door are chains, tractor tires, drums, and rocks. These are carried outside and flipped, tossed, and hoisted to the incredulous looks of stunted Chinamen and their idiotic team mates. Woe betide the fool who tries to drive their car in front of a 130kg Strongman carrying 200kg in each hand for a Farmers Walk!! Park your car in the way of a flipping tire off an earthmover, and see the damage it will do to a bucket-of-shit with a red dangly thing handing from the mirror! Inside, men and a few women squat, bench, snatch and clean for hours at a time. Banana skins litter the benches, and the music is provided by a derelict transistor radio permanently stuck on one station.
The only redeeming thing about this gym is the history that has been through it, and the knowledge that resides in the minds of its denizens. Olympic level athletes have trained there for 50years, and old men of 60 to 70 regularly snatch or clean-and-jerk twice their bodyweight. Younger men break national power-lifting records there. The faded signs on the walls state “no smoking while training” and the biggest sin one could commit would be using the Olympic bars in the power racks for fear of damaging the knurling. Access is pretty much by invitation, which can get you a private key, enabling 24 hours a day. I have passed by and seen people training at 3am.
I have trained in filthier, and I have trained in more spartan. I have trained in gyms with bigger reputations. But that would be the hardest hardcore gym I have trained at.
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I'm not worthy to comment on this thread.
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??? I'm only replying to this thread so I can keep up with the 1000 or so insults you are about to be bombarded with. ???
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sum it up next time and someone might read it ;D
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What did it say? ;D
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I think I will read a paragraph a day...
And comment when I'm finished in two weeks.
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I think I will read a paragraph a day...
And comment when I'm finished in two weeks.
lol
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Haha what a shitty thread
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sum it up next time and someone might read it ;D
That is because you hae the attention span of a puddle of urine, and the intellect to match.
Most human beings are capable of holding more than inane one-line, content-free, conversations.
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What did it say? ;D
Must. Try. To. Not. Use. Words. Of. More. Than. One. Sylla--oops
Sorry, cant expain it so you would understand.
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The last time I laughed this hard was when STREETS was posting on here. You guys are hilarious!
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Haha what a shitty thread
hahaha, what a shitty, comment, avatar, sig-file, and life you have.
I suggest you avoid posting pictures of your older sister/love interest, and learn about punctuation.
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hahaha, what a shitty, comment, avatar, sig-file, and life you have.
I suggest you avoid posting pictures of your older sister/love interest, and learn about punctuation.
hahaha, yes misanthrope, "body88" is quite the little bitch.
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Must. Try. To. Not. Use. Words. Of. More. Than. One. Sylla--oops
Sorry, cant expain it so you would understand.
Stop it I know that is ghost written ain't no way somebody with cumbacks as lame as yours could time all that much.
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hahaha, what a shitty, comment, avatar, sig-file, and life you have.
I suggest you avoid posting pictures of your older sister/love interest, and learn about punctuation.
Hey hey that was a good one
::) ::)
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I think I will read a paragraph a day...
And comment when I'm finished in two weeks.
at you'll read a paragraph.. I just couldn't bother to read a single line..
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hahahaha who writes shit like that Preston? Gerrit? The guy from MD with the mad crush on Jay cutler?
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hahahaha who writes shit like that Preston? Gerrit? The guy from MD with the mad crush on Jay cutler?
"I have lifted in the air-conditioned 5-star hotels ‘fitness studios’ across the world where corporate whores wept and trembled at my presence"
HAHAHAHA I bet this stooge came on here get discovered!
Monster attempt to be contacted by MD or Flex
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"I have lifted in the air-conditioned 5-star hotels ‘fitness studios’ across the world where corporate whores wept and trembled at my presence"
HAHAHAHA I bet this stooge came on here get discovered!
Monster attempt to be contacted by MD or Flex
lol I got all the info I needed from the first sentence. Pathetic attemp by another Irontalker.
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lol I got all the info I needed from the first sentence. Pathetic attemp by another Irontalker.
Warrior!!!!!
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Stop it I know that is ghost written ain't no way somebody with cumbacks as lame as yours could time all that much.
The cumback a fool such as you would be most familiar with is your own one after your boyfriend blows his wad all over it.
And what the hell does "could time all that much" mean, you illiterate inbred?
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The cumback a fool such as you would be most familiar with is your own one after your boyfriend blows his wad all over it.
And what the hell does "could time all that much" mean, you illiterate inbred?
Time the amount of semen loading on your dock!
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hahahaha who writes shit like that Preston? Gerrit? The guy from MD with the mad crush on Jay cutler?
Coming from strecthed sphincter like you, I find that amusing.
Why dont you go back to hiding under your Spiderman quilt while masterbating to MuslceMedia2000 magazines, child.
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Time the amount of semen loading on your dock!
You'd be the little bitch hanging around warves offering 50cent blowjobs to sailors.
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Coming from strecthed sphincter like you, I find that amusing.
Why dont you go back to hiding under your Spiderman quilt while masterbating to MuslceMedia2000 magazines, child.
Hahahahahaha O brother check out this guy telling me I masterbate to Muscle media magazines after spending 3 hours of his life cooking up that shitter story.......
YOU WARRIOR!!!!!!! HARDCORE BABY WOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
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Hey hey that was a good one
::) ::)
And confuse sarcasm with wit, for which you are half armed.
But, then again, confusion is nothing new to you, not since your uncle slid his hands down the back of your pants and you knew it was "a bad thing" but it felt so good to you. Ever since that fateful day confusin had reigned in you wee mind, compensated for by your uttering big rude words you dont quite knoe what the meansing is.
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It must suck to spend hours typing away with delisuons of grandor on what you thought was going to be a masterpiece, only to face the reality of it's gayness when confronted by everone who reads it. Poor bastard.
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after spending 3 hours of his life cooking up that shitter story.......
Attributing your laboured typing by using that stick taped to your gimpy forehead to others is an error. Some of use can use our fingers for things other than fondling our mother labia and our own anus.
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Yes this guy is a real CUMakazie. Willing to blow anyone for the team and risk his own skin for the name of all Drag queens!
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It must suck to spend hours typing away with delisuons of grandor on what you thought was going to be a masterpiece, only to face the reality of it's gayness when confronted by everone who reads it. Poor bastard.
I see you are another fool who attibutes their own limited life experiences to others. To imply a page of idle typing takes "hours" says more about your limitations than anything else you could do.
Weiner
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lol I got all the info I needed from the first sentence. Pathetic attemp by another Irontalker.
The concept of "relative depreciation" is beyond you, isn't it (In a context outside wearing down your bothers molars, that is)?
Did you even finish grade school?
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Attributing your laboured typing by using that stick taped to your gimpy forehead to others is an error. Some of use can use our fingers for things other than fondling our mother labia and our own anus.
Melt.Down
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Melt.Down
No, that is the puss from your mother labia running down your arm as I mentioned in the previous message: do try and keep up, son, I have better things to do than educate fools like yo who live vicariously through others.
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No, that is the puss from your mother labia running down your arm as I mentioned in the previous message: do try and keep up, son, I have better things to do than educate fools like yo who live vicariously through others.
haha you typed labia!
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No, that is the puss from your mother labia running down your arm as I mentioned in the previous message: do try and keep up, son, I have better things to do than educate fools like yo who live vicariously through others.
Is his knowlegde of the human anatomy creeping anybody else out?
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I see you are another fool who attibutes their own limited life experiences to others. To imply a page of idle typing takes "hours" says more about your limitations than anything else you could do.
Weiner
No, not really, I just know you’re an idiot. Idle typing - hahaha, yeah right. Go ahead and cry yourself to sleep now junior. Just warm up a baby bottle of your life partner’s semen, assume the fetal position, and sip until you fall asleep. Most of us will forget about your feeble attempt at a getbig magnum opus in a couple weeks.
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Melt.Down
By the way, have you looked at your posting stats under your profile? You really need to get out more.
In order to have stats like that, you must be getting a couple of hours of sleep a night, max, which we all know hinders growth, and possibly explains your weiner-dom.
Perhaps you do a (HIT) set (of course, 'intense' to failure) and then rush of to the library and see if anybody has replied?
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Is his knowlegde of the human anatomy creeping anybody else out?
Does knowledge and imagination scare you, son?
Much better and safer to ones delacte nature to remain ignorant, eh?
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Does knowledge and imagination scare you, son?
Much better and safer to ones delacte nature to remain ignorant, eh?
No what scares me is you're complete lack of spelling correctly. Imagine you giving cpr to one of your husbands..
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By the way, have you looked at your posting stats under your profile? You really need to get out more.
In order to have stats like that, you must be getting a couple of hours of sleep a night, max, which we all know hinders growth, and possibly explains your weiner-dom.
Perhaps you do a (HIT) set (of course, 'intense' to failure) and then rush of to the library and see if anybody has replied?
Lol!!!! This just keeps getting better.... You have posted in this one thread what my daily post average is...
Monster delusions...
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No what scares me is you're complete lack of spelling correctly. Imagine you giving cpr to one of your husbands..
LMAO!!!! His husband would be choking dying and he would be ramming his dick down his pie hole saying " I'm just trying to unclog you're windpipe"
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LMAO!!!! His husband would be choking dying and he would be ramming his dick down his pie hole saying " I'm just trying to unclog you're windpipe"
ahahahahaha this sounds like a derek anthony moment. ;D
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pwned
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You have posted in this one thread what my daily post average is...
It is becoming more obvious by the minute that you are a bit slow on the uptake. I refered to you your posting profile, being all hours of the day and night, not the daily count.
Do try and keep up, you are letting your bum-buddys down.
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haha o brother
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Wherever this pulldown was
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It is becoming more obvious by the minute that you are a bit slow on the uptake. I refered to you your posting profile, being all hours of the day and night, not the daily count.
Do try and keep up, you are letting your bum-buddys down.
LOL....Dudes picking up where Johnny Apollo left off and it only took this choad yodler 25 posts!!
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I think I will read a paragraph a day...
And comment when I'm finished in two weeks.
LOL
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LOL....Dudes picking up where Johnny Apollo left off and it only took this choad yodler 25 posts!!
choad yodler!!!!!!! LOL that was good
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My sensei made us do what seemed like endless katas. It was a real cardio exercise for sure. It doesn't get much more hardcore than that kind of training that pushes you to the limit.
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LMAO!!!! His husband would be choking dying and he would be ramming his dick down his pie hole saying " I'm just trying to unclog you're windpipe"
Ahhh IQ88, so wrong on so many levels.
Does it hurt to be so wrong, so often, in such a public place?
Does the shame make you pound those keys (and yourself) just that bit harder?
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choad yodler!!!!!!! LOL that was good
If you think that was good, you _really_ need to get out more!!
Do you actually have a life?
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My sensei made us do what seemed like endless katas. It was a real cardio exercise for sure. It doesn't get much more hardcore than that kind of training that pushes you to the limit.
I call gimmick on this one
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My sensei made us do what seemed like endless katas. It was a real cardio exercise for sure. It doesn't get much more hardcore than that kind of training that pushes you to the limit.
A guy I know is competing for the national team. They don't do katas at his club, strictly kumite (fighting), because they think katas are fruitcake.
Comment?
YIP
Zack
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I stoped doing karate because I though it was fruitcake. No karateka could ever defeat me. :)
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mine would have to have been my highschool gym