You're finding it very difficult to concentrate. It's so much easier to relax. Your muscles are heavy. Your mind is fuzzy. You could fight it bro, but why? You feel so relaxed and obedient. It's impossible to resist. Just give in and become the jock you're meant to be.
You don’t even realize just how fuckin fat you’re about to get bro. Billions have been invested into turning you into a fatboy. This whole country was tailor made to get you as fat and dumb as possible. And you know it turns you the fuck on. You know The feelin of your new belly rubbin against your tight shirt gives you a boner. You know the smell of a big Mac makes your hard-on drip with precum. What’s the point in denying it? In America, that just makes you a fuckin man.
Besides. All your buddies are gettin fat too. It’ll happen to you eventually bro. Lean into it. You’re american. You deserve to be a fatboy, and you know you want it real fuckin bad. Go ahead order another pizza so you can rub your fat belly till you cum your pants. And don’t forget to show off how fuckin fat you’re gettin. Set the example, fatboy. It’s not like you can resist all that hypnotic conditioning anyway. 🇺🇸🍕🇺🇸
Doc said the only thing that'll help with my hip pain is dropping some weight... yea, right... lose muscle. He said I had way too much mass for my small frame. Shit... who's he callin' small? Besides, I ain't no lardass. This... GRRRR... huff... mmmphh... is hard, pumping, muscle.
I just need a minute. Load up that squat rack. Leg day's just gettin' started.