Jack3d was some f**ked up, dirty shit. No joke. That stuff gave you feelings even hard drugs can’t.
Yea because you felt real life steroids, they were legitimately dosing their product with actual steroids, hence working out and never feeling tired/no need for recovery.
We’d all be dead if Ripped Fuel was still around, the dreams on that shit were terrifying lol.
-The clown nailed it. I’ve never been happier than when I was most miserable after buying a house in Largo (20 mins from here), leaving the Keys, installing a pool at said house, with miserably unhappy gf and her terrible “friend/roommate”, than I was in those mornings.
Got up at 0430 with a pre-rolled spliff, threw on the coffee, a little MCT Oil in there and had the paper/internet to myself for an hour or so.
Damn, that was living. I mean, I do it now, but it doesn’t seem as precious without a miserable ex around that I’m hiding from.
-It’s March 20 and it’s almost freezing in Lex…wow.
-Filled out and paid for my brackets properly like a true gentleman, same bracket for all pools, one bracket only, if you need more than one bracket you have sex with other men, if you want to donate more just donate more.
Guys with multiple brackets probably have trouble deciding which pair of buckle shoes they’re wearing to work…