Feb 28, 2016
The gym is my Shepard, I shall not skip. He maketh me dead lift, and leadeth me into the squat rack. He restoreth my swole. He leads me down the path of the strong, for his names sake. Whey, though I walk through the gym of the shadow of swole, I shall fear no squat weight, for swole is with me. My knee wraps and squat belt, they comfort me. You preparest a table of chicken breast and sweet potatoes, thou annointest me with protein, my shaker cup runneth over. Surely, strength and swole shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of iron forever.
Wheymen.
