Chins and dips.

[LeftyFingerPop]

I don't know if they still have these goddamn torture machines in gyms or not.

You would put a big belt around your waist, and the belt would have a big metal ring on the front.

Then, you would hook the ring to a stack of weight plates...you could go anywhere from 10 pounds on up, depending on your strength.

Then, your asshole trainer who used to play pro football would stand behind you and call you a wimp. Then, he would place his hand in the small of your back for support as you walked up 3 little steps to a chin-up bar (or dip bars).

So, you stand on your toes on this step while you are in a chin-up position with all this fucking weight hooked on you.

Then, your asshole sadistic trainer who used to play pro football starts busting your balls and says "Betcha wish ya didn't go out drinking last night".

Then, you would step backwards off the wooden step and do a "negative" chin up, real slowly. In other words, you would lower yourself down while fighting against the weight. If you did it right, by the time you got to the bottom, you would barely be able to stand after only one rep because you would be shaking so bad.

I had to quit doing this exercise after one day, in the middle of this routine, both of my testicles flew out of my mouth.

[MiddleFingerMom]

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[Tuesday Afternoon]

2. crying over here

laughing so hard.

jay-sus, Lefty.

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