His Ass Is Stuck In The Truck. You Heard Me. His Ass Is Stuck. In The Truck. What Do You Mean Give Him

“His ass is stuck in the truck. You heard me. His ass is stuck. In the truck. What do you mean give him his next dose? Your best plan is for him to fucking outgrow the damn thing? Huh. Well. You know. I can’t think of any other way to get him out of there… “

Looks like the boss's traps finally got to be taller than his head. Send around an email, we had that office betting pool going. What day did you put your money down for?

I was cleaning out my closet yesterday and I found my old yearbook, which I somehow forgot about. Here's a photo of my old English teacher. It was insanely hard to focus in his class as a closeted gay teenager, but I still was such a teacher's pet with him. It's kind of obvious why now.

No one's ever seen muscle growth potential anything close to these twins. Just 19 and they're already the most massive specimens anyone's ever seen, closing in on 500 lbs each, gaining 3-4 lbs of muscle every single week. Stunning to try and imagine how big they might get by the time they're 25.

I knew it wasn't the best idea to let him use the growth chamber a second time, but I really couldn't resist. Most of the other guys who had used the growth chamber didn't even talk to me, but he did and he told me that afterwards he would let me feel his muscles. I had to take the risk, and even if he was lying I'd still be able to see how big a guy like him could really get. That's a win-win in my book.

You can see anything on the subway in New York, you know?