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Quote from: bedouindunker on December 06, 2010, 06:10:56 pm

man... squatting with rambo knife... is the secret to vert success... LOL.

it makes you feel stronger for sure, no joke.. hah.. its like some tribal shit.

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at first i thought it was your celphone or something!... haha!

but thats just bad ass man... do that in a public gym man! no will go near the squat rack to do their curls!

nah, in usa i'd get a felony in a public gym.

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60 min of foam roll and stretch=     nice pr man! considering it was on your first jump, you probably have more in you too! 

lol i stil lrememebr. i had a draem i got punished for not doing my school work and had to cut my penis off. I did it ,didnt hurt, jsut the whe ni cut it off, its like there was the skin there only. It was disgusting. It like became smaller and smaller , finalyl i flushed it down the toielt bowl. Seconds laqter, my penis grew back an inch.lol

And i cut it with a scissors

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Well I could but... it feels weird, I mean, to lift the heels just so I can squat narrower instead of squatting wider not to lift the heels.