There was a really gross lookinf fellow, greasy hair, chubby, baloney tits...Would wear a tank top from walmart, and these cheesey long shorts, and would groan and roar during sets, and flex in the mirror...he was QUITE annoying.
Then there was this character we called "Crazy tony"
He had a mental condition. He was a throw back from the 70s. he had decent arms for not knowing what the hell he was doing.. anyhow..he would come up to me and compliment me on how big i looked, and then he would ask me if I wanted to wrestle him. ahahahha..i was like "uhh, no thanks" then he would ask me if i was afraid...then he would ask me if I would ARM wrestle him..!
SO my parents owned a restaraunt, and he use to come in time to time..he would still ask me while he was paying his bill, to arm wrestle, or go outside and wrestle..

So at my main job, at a pharmaceutical company, a coworker of mine that goes to antoher local gym, was talking about something odd that occurred to him..he said this strange guy, in his 40s approached him and asked him if he woul dlike to wrestle him...hahaa. I was like "WAIT! DID HE LOK LIKE, THIS, AND TALK LIKE THIS, AND HIS NAME IS TONY??"
The coworker crakced up and said "YES YES YES!" hes a powerlifter/strongman type guy..it was funny as SHIT!
CRAAAZY TOONY IN THE POCONOS!" HAAHA..
HE smelled reall ybad too, the gym owners would sprey down equipment as he used them, because it grossed out the members..hs STUNK!