Just labels. No gear. He was supposed to be mailing the labels to other people that were breaking gallons of gear down into vials and creating stock. He was filling those vials he was selling with sterile oil, nothing else.
I wonder if Rambone knows/remembers the dude from the World/Powerhouse/Titan gym on Federal. He is familiar with some of the characters from that place. This dude is the one that got in the fight with the mental patient that lived in the little house across from the back parking lot of the gym (right where you turned in to drive up into the church lot.) That crazy dude was fighting in underwear and a Target bag that he was wearing like a cape. Nothing else. And during the fight he took both off and threw it at the guy. Then got beat unconscious while naked. It was wild!
Lmao! I was there quite a while ago. It was my late high school and early college years. Loved that gym. Characters I remember:
1.
Mad TV version of Kenny Rogers lookalike who would smoke outside while drinking a ABB XXL drink or carb drink. Had a Jay cutler/rambo headband on. He also trained a Down’s syndrome kid with retard strength.
2.
Kenny Jones - no comment necessary. Wore lots of flannel and complained that he’d tear his biceps because the ceiling fans were on
3.
Paul Baker - Mr. Jamaica himself. Ate lots of Burger King at the counter. Had the shittiest car in the lot. A real shitbox. Fairly tall for a bodybuilder. Seemed like a pretty nice guy.
4.
Jeff the bald personal trainer guy that we’ve discussed in the past. Paper-thin skin of peace.
5.
We called him
Bono (not to his face) but he looked like a bald version of him with his signature glasses. Wore a black fishnet shirt and loved using the rope attachment. Possibly had nipple rings.
Trying to think of other random people. Miss that gym. I’m sure it’s super flaming by now. This was early 2000s. Would fight that crazy neighbor for a free gym membership for life
