Hey, Twink...
Don't show up at the gym for the 5th workout in your little 'self-improvement plan' dressed in all black, including a t-shirt over a tight, long-sleeved Under Armour (?) shirt, like you're Billy Badass. You're a twink.
Don't get up from the bench and start walking around and breathing heavy, stretching out your arms like you did something special. You just benched 95 lbs 12 times. I suppose if you were a little 5-foot-1 girl, that would be good. But you're a tall, chubby twink. Doing that kind of shit only draws unnecessary attention to yourself. When you're that much of a twink, you shouldn't want to be noticed. Ever.
And don't, for the love of god, EVER again put your stupid white bath towel on the bench to protect you from all the germs left behind by the real lifters in the gym. You want those germs, you *need* those germs. There's test in those germs, you little bitch! Look, there's disinfectant spray and paper towels available in every part of the gym...use them as necessary. Keep your personal towels for your personal use, jackass. No one wants to use a bench that's been touched by a towel that was on your pale white twink ass.
Let this be a lesson to all you twinks: You should never be seen OR heard, period. You're welcome and encouraged to come to the gym, but stay the fuck out of everyone else's way.
