First of all, I hope I never get to the point in my life where I can sit naked on a bench in a mens locker room and not have any issues. Yesterday there were several people, (mostly old men) just kind of sitting there, not looking disgusted at all. I mean, how many other old men's asses have been planted in that exact same place that you planted your nasty ass? I'm guessing quite a few. Moving on. Let me paint a picture for you. Imagine a man in his early to late 40's. Strutting back and forth from the mirror to his locker. His attire: Mens(?) Jockey briefs with nothing but elastic on the side. He looked like a jacked up version of Patrick Dempsey, with the feathered hair and the permanent 5'oclock shadow. But that's not the kicker. When observing this D-bag I noticed the most disturbing thing of all. He had someone's name tattooed on the small of his back. I almost lost my power bar.
•2008-02-08
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