Listen, if you’re breathing, you can jam metal and please Odin with a warrior mindset.
Fortress lifts very ponderous weights and backs down burgers like a Viking.
There’s zero reason to concern oneself with not breathing, because at that point, you are not breathing.
Young, old. What’s the difference.
Metal, iron, beef, nude broads … Hoist the shit up.
I am going to be 55 in January. I can sit on my ankles with 500 across my back and grin defiance and domination.
Shit hurts sometimes, sure. That’s good stuff. Gotta sport some drugstore goggles to read the fine print in the CD booklet to find out where it was recorded. Sexy sophistication in Fortressland.
Swing the hammer as hard as possible and then take whatever time it takes to reload the barrels.
Either kill me or get the frick outta my way.