(I occasionally work out a my local gym. I can’t seem to go more than twice a week because I’m a mediocre man. A better man works out 4-5 times a week, but that’s not me.)
Hey 20 year-old bench press guy… thanks so much for grunting so loud that everyone in the place thought you were passing several golf ball sized kidney stones.
We were all wondering if you would get that last rep. And by the way, when you are laying on the bench, make sure you put your dick to the side instead of it standing straight up like a mini-sprinkler. Unless of course that’s your best pick up move.
Hey “I’m a Cougar Hear Me Roar” Mom… doing lunges across the middle of the gym.
I know, your husband is most likely fucking his much younger, much hotter than you secretary and it’s time for you tone that ass up.
And what’s the deal with the fully done “it must be ladies night” makeup and perfume you are wearing. Continue reading “douche bag gym”