I train legs for 'me'. To me that's what separates the men from the boys(no homo). You honestly can't tell me, that feeling of satisfaction after destroying your legs is not better than any other bodypart? Wallowing around on the ground after, unable to stand, pretending you're resting because if you try to walk you will look like a fukn retard

The endorphin release alone is worth it. And no I'm no monster. Lifting is just an outlet to clear the mind and get shitty thoughts out of there. It's my thing. The only person who ever even sees my legs is my girlfriend. There's no one else to see, unless cut off shorty short jeans make a come back

Oh and that's why I picked the name T-rex. Upper body is complete shit. Legs are pretty decent.
Workout: (all sets/reps I just go by what I'm feeling that day, Tren is regodamdiculous when legs are concerned. Worst side effect other than mood,
thanks valium, is horrific back pumps! Almost crippling, and that's just from loading the weights!)
Leg extensions: very high reps down to 8-10
Back squats: work up to max weight then triple drop
Walking barbell lunges: as far as I can go 3x
Front squats:(if anything left in the tank) as many burnouts as possible. Weight means nothing at this point.
Then hamstrings and calves. Must take dumpona now,,,,,,will finish sushi after,,,,then will rite rest of worquout when time allotted.
And will one of you homos welcome me to the Thunderdome. I've been reading here since before the legend JNN started posting. (fuking epic lurking dude) I respect all of you except the trolling gimmick fucks. And on that note you can all go fuck yourselves, and my mom
