When did it become cool for a grown ass man to not be able to bench press 75% of his weight?

[Malta]

@Malta I need an official pass on this one, signed and notarized by you

I got a body like Nairo Quintana and Mo Farah that's been tested in chokes and arm locks on cracked cobblestone of Rio de Janeiro

benching isn't for me, I'm running hills

but I salute those that weren't cursed with gangly arms that can throw up city blocks on a bench

@houston911 and I will sign the pardon, you know a marital art that is more than sufficient enough for us to look past the lack of weight training as Brazilian jiu jitsu is not an art form for sisses.

 

[CarltonJunior]

A nikka workin on it breh!!!

Nah but I can press 85% but I was told that the bench ain't what's poppin

I been hittin my dumbbells every night for the past 8 months and a nikka is beginning to look halfway decent

 

[Pazzy]

You're welcome for the advice

See, exactly my point. What makes you think that other people want share your insecurities though?

 

[dennis roadman]

@houston911 and I will sign the pardon, you know a marital art that is more than sufficient enough for us to look past the lack of weight training as Brazilian jiu jitsu is not an art form for sisses.

if you ever wander into the wrong corner of a Brazilian slum both of you just invoke the name of O Cavalo and you'll be granted safe passage

 

[Originalgangsta317]

What happens if you run up on the wrong nikka and he just boxes your face off? nikka just because you bench shyt don't mean you can fight. Some Pernell Whitaker nikka just roll up on you and light you the fukk up.

True.

But how many nikkas you gonna run into that are actually trained to fight?

Not many

 

[Originalgangsta317]

When was the last time benching 225 or 250 helped you defend your family? That's just an antiquated way of meat head thinking. If you lifting for health then by all means, lifting for aesthetics do you playboy. but stop all that bullshyt I bench such and such to defend my family or my girl, etc..nikkas ain't breaking in homes with dumbbells. Hell your better off saying you take Boxing lessons.

 

[Originalgangsta317]

I scrap, but i dont lift.

If im bout to get into a fight wit a nikka and i know he lifts a lot, i love that shyt. I know that bytch gon be stiff.

I'll put it on a nikka

Unless you run into an athletic muthafukka, then you gon have problems

 

[semtex]

See, exactly my point. What makes you think that other people want share your insecurities though?

 

[Originalgangsta317]

the amount of dudes in here trying to dismiss what OP is saying is disgusting

It's sad breh

 

[Originalgangsta317]

Lol @ thinking that if u bench a lot of weight that you can fight

9/10 can't fight,so I'm always gonna put my money on the STRONGER,more athletic guy.

 

[Rick Fox at UNC]

Let me paint a picture for you

I walk up to you and your wife, I grab her hand gently and tell her

"Hey baby girl, what are you doing with this sucker? If me and him were locked up in the same cell I'd have him hand washing my socks and underwear"

Your wife laughs flirtatiously and puts her hand on my chest while saying "boi stop, you're so silly"

She then looks at you as if she's a lost and hungry child in need of leadership and direction.

Instead of checking me, you tell her "hey honey, let's go. Love and hip hop starts in 30 mins and I don't wanna miss the beginning. Can you go get the car? You're faster than me"

I walk your wife to the garage while she gets the car. I slide her my business card and tell her to hit me up when she's free.

You know what happens next.


situation continued:

Your wife hits me up

I come to the crib, she gives me the best head EVER. I strap up and I'm knocking it out the frame

You come home and catch us in bed. I haven't got my nut yet and I don't respect you as a man so I keep going.

You start crying like a little girl and you run to the closet to grab your gun.

You try to shoot me, but the tears in your eyes are messing with your vision, you're too weak to handle to kickback on the gun, and I'm thrusting so fast that you can't catch me. You try to shoot me, you miss and fall over. I pull my pistol out and shoot you while I'm hitting your wife from the back.

You die, your wife collects the insurance money and buys me a luxury car.


You see that right there? THATS why I care.

ever since nikkas found out bytches don't really care about all that

Sounds good until nikkas like this run up on 'em.




Listen, if you're a young handsome cat you may be able to get away with being out the gym. As you age though man, the only way to really keep on point is to work on that physique and unless you're unbelievably handsome you gotta be in the gym.

dainty a

dainty ass dudes like this be mad as fukk at me
at my gym
talking bout
"wow bro, you got all the 45's"
when i use the leg press


catholic school girl leg ass mafukkas

45's on leg press

Ain't nothing special. Move up the the 100 pounders little boy.

 

[Raiders]

why you worrying about what other men are doing?

It's for the betterment of mankind, somebody has to look out for these new nikkas and show them how to be a man and what's expected.

 

[Buckeye Fever]

Unless you run into an athletic muthafukka, then you gon have problems

To me, fightin a bigger man/woman is like playin the best team in the league. You always get up for those games.

If i fight a dude/female my size, it's like

 

[CrimsonTider]

OP chilllll gym ain't for everybody. World would be boring if it was.

6'2 229 benching 245 8 reps no spot.

What. What kind of lame shyt is this

 

[Mr.Big Meat McGee]

Let me paint a picture for you

I walk up to you and your wife, I grab her hand gently and tell her

"Hey baby girl, what are you doing with this sucker? If me and him were locked up in the same cell I'd have him hand washing my socks and underwear"

Your wife laughs flirtatiously and puts her hand on my chest while saying "boi stop, you're so silly"

She then looks at you as if she's a lost and hungry child in need of leadership and direction.

Instead of checking me, you tell her "hey honey, let's go. Love and hip hop starts in 30 mins and I don't wanna miss the beginning. Can you go get the car? You're faster than me"

I walk your wife to the garage while she gets the car. I slide her my business card and tell her to hit me up when she's free.

You know what happens next.


situation continued:

Your wife hits me up

I come to the crib, she gives me the best head EVER. I strap up and I'm knocking it out the frame

You come home and catch us in bed. I haven't got my nut yet and I don't respect you as a man so I keep going.

You start crying like a little girl and you run to the closet to grab your gun.

You try to shoot me, but the tears in your eyes are messing with your vision, you're too weak to handle to kickback on the gun, and I'm thrusting so fast that you can't catch me. You try to shoot me, you miss and fall over. I pull my pistol out and shoot you while I'm hitting your wife from the back.

You die, your wife collects the insurance money and buys me a luxury car.


You see that right there? THATS why I care.

LMFAOOOOOO I'M DEAD