Rip off my Tapout shirt, hit a stunning most muscular, then rip off my Crazy Wear pants, do the quad shake, and expose the stragnations and cutes for all the Mexi-cans and Mexi-can'ts in the room to see.
Surely, this will have some running. Others will simply stand there in a state of slack-jawed mouth-breathing stupor at the sheer massiveness of the human they're being confronted with. I expect many will urinate in their own pants.
Still others will want to know my diet plan, which I can part with in exchange for a reputable source of Equipoise.
Win-win.