I'd like to take credit, but its not mine. I think Bob Chick originally called him that. (one of the few truly funny things he's said).
nah, that came from the 'pollen nation' story from yours truly.
Pollen Nation.Athletes will commonly do whatever it takes to win- and that sometimes includes breaking the rules of the game. For top athletes, that often means "juicing", or using steroids to gain a competitive advantage
Following in the footsteps of the great scientist-turned-rat Victor Conte, super-pharmacist Vince Goodrum, C.S.N. (Cock Sucking Nobody) has developed a new chemical compound which is taking the competitive world by storm: Bee Pollen.
Recovering in a hospital bed from hundreds of bee stings received when "Some no good kids threw rocks at the bees nest in my backyard", Vince noticed his body was starting to change. Little bumps everywhere. Added size. While doctors and educated 'college folk' people told him the swelling was a result of poison from the bee stingers, Vince knew better. He realized there must be something 'anabolic' about the bee stingers. So he got to work.
Shortly after skipping out on his hospital bill, Vintage Vince visited every McDonalds in his hometown of Asheville, NC. Vince was looking for his 'honey'. A veteran of the fast-food game, Vince knew they had to give you several packets of honey or syrup for each order of hotcakes you purchased. Showing dedication not seen since a King Kamali post-contest binge, Vince ate hotcakes every morning for 17 months, hoarding the honey packets in his pickup truck while suffering through the consumption of tens of thousands of hotcakes with only butter- no syrup or honey.
Vince sacrificed. But it was worth it. By early 2004, The back of Vince's 82 Chevy contained four trash bags, chuck full of McDonalds honey packets. A careful manufacturing process involved emptying the McDonalds packets into Ziploc baggies and adding salt to preserve their anabolic nature. He was ready.
Next, Vince hit every flea market on the East Coast, peddling this concoction. Along the way, he made friends and enemies. His product’s success resulting in A young Judi Barton going out of business, and her eventual suicide. Her customer base was destroyed faster than a Nicholls athlete’s kidney, and her Jaguar Ponzi scheme evaporated.
But Vince made friends, too. IFBB welcome mat/runner-up Guy Grundy met Vince at an Atlanta swap meet and the two became lifelong friends. They will even role-play on the internet as sworn enemies before engaging in a little mano-y-mano action in the bedroom. What most would consider an internet fued, they consider foreplay.
Today, Vince Goodbum stands at the edge of the future. His bee pollen is taking the sports world by storm. It’s the ‘Clear’ of 2005. Vince will be posting new pics, once they get back from One-Year-Photo, where he dropped off his film in early March, 2005. Until then, all we can do it wait. Make us proud, Vince!!
