So, my wife and I are spending the weekend hitting the trails in the white mountains of NH and as we were headed to the hike this morning, I spied an interesting looking mountain in the distance. Something about the mountain's shape reminded me of something... In a flash, it came to me and I just managed to stop myself before I blurted out:
"Wow, that mountain is exactly the same shape as a prime Arnold's right bicep"
Thank God I managed to save myself the looks of incredulous loathing that might have come off my wife upon hearing that.
It made me think of all the places where it accidentally slipped out that I know ANYTHING about the BB "scene" (
oh brother). Christ, all the times that I had to carry a BB mag to the newsstand counter is bad enough. Just seeing a huge black muscleman and saying, "oh, hey. It's Ronnie Coleman!" Is enough to be outed.
Fuck this stupid "sport"