As is normal around this time of year, gyms everywhere are flooded with people who have made half-hearted resolutions to "lose weight" or "get in shape". Fortunately most of these spastic overweight numbnuts tend to cluster around the circuit-training machines and treadmills and cardio equipment, rather than the altar of the iron god, the temple of steel, the crucible of pain, that is the squat rack.
What I saw looked rather a lot like watching a donkey pretending to be an antelope while wearing a saddle on its back. Indeed, I do believe that I have caught sight of the rare and exceptionally idiotic Jackassalopus vaccafoeda in the wild.
Next time, I'm bringing a shotgun and a gutting knife. Something that ridiculous needs to be hunted down and stuck on the wall as a trophy.
THIS is what someone with REAL explosive power looks like:
|Just remember: it could ALWAYS be worse...|