I have a shredded, musclebound 6’5” 225 lb physique, so people beg me to compete in a bodybuilding show, but I would never do it. The only circumstances in which I take off my clothes and oil up are for groupsex (no guys, just me and multiple women). I also don’t have the time for shit like that. I own 12 car dealerships in multiple states, and have a partial stake in 3 Whataburger fast food restaurants (though I’ve never eaten there). I was an All-American basketball player at Stanford too, so it’s safe to say that my trophy case is already full.

My schedule is so jam packed that I often find myself utilizing sex in place of cardio. I powerfuck, keeping my heart rate between 130-150 at all times, rather than spending 30 minutes of my valuable time on the stair master. Intense sex, hardcore training, a perfectly managed steroid protocol, and perfect diet allow me to maintain 7% body fat year round, even with rampant drug abuse. I love cocaine.

My diet is managed by my chef, Sarah, and my dietician, Marisa. They work together to ensure my body receives the exact amount of each macronutrient and micronutrient it needs. I have mentioned their names to point out that I regularly fuck Marisa and Sarah, sometimes together. I have between 1-3 girlfriends at any time, and every woman I sling yogurt on is objectively an 8.5 or higher (though I rarely dip below 9.2). Marisa is a 9.5, while Sarah is just an 8.6.

Don’t make such general statements. Some people may have Olympia-worthy physiques, but have too much fucking to do and money to make to spare time for “bodybuilding contests”. Downvoted 👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻