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Sometime in 1996 when I was training at the World Gym in New Orleans, LA, there was this one guy who spent most of his time in the weight room doing alot of talking as if he was DA MAN. One morning, I'm training arms and he's running his mouth with a guy while having an 85 pound knurling bar resting on a flat bench. When he was done running his mouth, a sweet little blonde woman looked at him and asked, "You're going to lift that?" His face lit up and said, "What this? This is nothing."
Just then, I was re-racking the dumbbells that I was using when this dipshit ask me, "What you think, ....., do you think you can handle this?" Mind you, one of my arms probably measures the size of his neck but yet, he tried to use me to look good for this girl. I looked at him in the mirror and decided to ruin his rap.
"What you got there, dude? Oh, are you using that? Hell, I warm up with that weight. Can I work in?" Before he can say anything, I walked over to him, lifted the bar and began hitting curls like I was throwing paper. At the same time, I'm talking to him to show that I'm not straining at all. After whizzing through 15 reps, I sat the bar back down on the bench and said, "Damn, that felt good. Look me up, dude, when you've graduated to heavy weights before asking me if I can handle it."
The girl's jaw damn near hit the floor when she saw me curling and the guy's face fell as if I kicked his dog. He was pissed and called me a showoff. But I reminded him that he did it to himself. When I turned around to walk away, every guy in the gym who saw it laughed and gave me a thumbs up because the guy got on their nerves alot.
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