One of the gyms I go to has various classes like CrossFit, Zumba, Pump and they also started Brazilian Jiu-jitsu classes taught by this oily looking Brazilian guy. Basically I don't give a fuck about classes and juice bars and all the other shit they sell to the average wimps. I'm all free weights. I go in, push heavy iron and leave. So one night I'm over at the flat bench banging out set after set, and a couple of the BJJ students coming out of class came over and watched. They wanted to know how I got to be so big and strong. So I'm running down my diet and various routines for them when the BJJ instructor comes storming over and orders them to get away from me, that big muscles don't help, it's all about leverage blah blah blah. So I look at this clown in his blue pajamas and his black belt and I laughingly remind him that it's guys like me that frightened him into Jiu-jitsu to begin with. The students start laughing at him and he starts to melt down. He challenges me to come into his dojo and spar. We go in and he goes into his bullshit stance and tries to look tough. I just stand there smirking. He lunges at me trying to do a double leg take down. That's when I grab him, pick him up and bodyslam him. Now he doesn't even know where he is and I grab him again and outmuscle him, tossing him around like a ragdoll. He's pretty well fucked up by now and tries a couple of more moves, each time he just gets slammed to the mat again. Then he stops and just sits on the mat, realizing that his Brazilian Jiu-jitsu is useless against a real man.
