James2
New member
HAHAHA @ back hair shaver. I surprisingly have no back hair. I guess I was laying on my stomach when God poured on the hair juice, and it just all settled, eh? I seriously have zero hair except for my face and chest. It looks like I shave my legs and arms. It is weird.
Hah, don't worry about the injuries. They are always there, and will keep on coming. Sometimes they are cool. Like, I have a ton of scar tissue built up in the palm of my left hand, and I can push on it, and it looks like my finger is poking all the way through my left hand. When she was still super young, my baby sister used to love that. And, because I was trying to act like a hardass in front of women, I set and re-located my own broken and dislocated finger on spot after some girl destroyed it. I, of course, did it wrong, and then didn't go see the doctor cause I was a broke ass college kid, so now I can dislocate it/ pop it back in at will... neat party trick.
Amba, being a meathead is not a body type, but a frame of mind. Any chick that digs the freeweights, and digs workin up a sweat kicking some iron ass is invited into the club, and you fit that profile
MH4L
In other news, my company is having a big potluck today, and I whipped up some baked cheese grits (my favorite dish in the whole world), and brought 'em in. Gonna get some major props, as they are a bear to make (~2 hours of doing a ton of stuff).
If I had my choice of best meal in the world, it'd be my pork ribs (done in the fashion of my uncle who used to be a chef, but is no longer with us) with a smoky KC sauce, baked cheese grits, grilled asparagus, a case of a nice red blend (maybe "house wine"... if you have never had it, it is an AMAZING mid-grade blend, and is a good price range). I'm hungry...
Hah, don't worry about the injuries. They are always there, and will keep on coming. Sometimes they are cool. Like, I have a ton of scar tissue built up in the palm of my left hand, and I can push on it, and it looks like my finger is poking all the way through my left hand. When she was still super young, my baby sister used to love that. And, because I was trying to act like a hardass in front of women, I set and re-located my own broken and dislocated finger on spot after some girl destroyed it. I, of course, did it wrong, and then didn't go see the doctor cause I was a broke ass college kid, so now I can dislocate it/ pop it back in at will... neat party trick.
Amba, being a meathead is not a body type, but a frame of mind. Any chick that digs the freeweights, and digs workin up a sweat kicking some iron ass is invited into the club, and you fit that profile
MH4L
In other news, my company is having a big potluck today, and I whipped up some baked cheese grits (my favorite dish in the whole world), and brought 'em in. Gonna get some major props, as they are a bear to make (~2 hours of doing a ton of stuff).
If I had my choice of best meal in the world, it'd be my pork ribs (done in the fashion of my uncle who used to be a chef, but is no longer with us) with a smoky KC sauce, baked cheese grits, grilled asparagus, a case of a nice red blend (maybe "house wine"... if you have never had it, it is an AMAZING mid-grade blend, and is a good price range). I'm hungry...


ALL RIGHT! To occasional binge drinking! 
