I believe the Scott. My buddy who is natural squatted in front of me at 6’ 270 he did 315 for 50 and 500 for 20-30 All below parallel. Some guys can just squat. Just cause some strongmen can’t do it don’t mean some regular guy can’t. I benched 495 for a triple lots of strongmen can’t do that but I couldn’t squat shit. Lots of regular guys are crazy strong if it’s what they are focusing on.
Yeah, but impressive as that is from your buddy, it is still within the realm of what is believable. Now imagine him adding 35lbs and doing another 20 reps. Now, add another 50lbs and do 5 reps. Now drop it back down to a paltry 515lbs again and bust out another 20 reps.
Now picture a 750lb leg-extension machine, and a 200lb+ man precariously balancing somewhere on it while holding 250lbs of plates as The Scott reps it out until it breaks. These are the unhinged ramblings of a mentally ill fantasist, and the only reason he gets away with it is because whenever he's called out, he launches into his sycophantic Jesus of Nazareth routine to escape the consequences of his dishonesty. It's a transparent and craven tactic but it works because it effectively guilt-trips people into feeling like they’re attacking a dear friend.
"Brother, Brother! You are a good man in whom I find no deceit. Verily, I say unto you, before the rooster crows tonight, Getbiggers will deny me thrice! But you, brother, I know you by how you live!"
This is manipulation. The Scott tries to portray himself as an exemplar of biblical virtue while lying in order to ingratiate himself with people here. And it's not just the occasional fib; it is constant, egregious fabrications about every aspect of his life and identity, while also condemning everyone else to death for their immorality.
He never drank 20-odd tins of Monster energy a day, he never threw anyone through walls, he never accomplished record-breaking feats of superhuman strength, he doesn't have half a dozen polyglot friends, he's never set foot in the Middle East, and he never worked as some head-cracking doorman. God, he's not even honest about his height and weight. You guys are conversing with an impostor who looks like Michel Petrucciani in real life.
Now, the Upside-Down Coffee Cup Challenge is sacred to us here. It is the integrity test by which men and women are judged as credible, and I think it is high time The Scott met this challenge. I am respectfully requesting a full-length body photo (clothed) while clutching the hallowed cup in order to verify The Scott's claimed height at the very least.