
As I woke up this morning I see the blur of two skinny plebs called Jordan and Zac Stenmark being interviewed on breakfast TV. Now these two little fuckwhits have been strutting around Europe in their undies to the applause of cliché fashion gurus while teenage girls fall to their feet in front of them.
Fuck I mean, I know haters make them famous but what the fuck happened to men?
Remember when werewolves were cool, we used to tell scary stories about them in school, Now you have these skinny pasty white dickheads as the pin up boys for curl warriors everywhere.
What about these no squatting, all curling, tiny waist Mr. Festival contenders? Well there is a new addiction to this community; Male sports models.

Honestly; I am not the biggest fan of body building at the best of times, but when I heard the sport now has an outlet for the ‘ascetically pleasing’ douches to strut their tiny waist lines around and impress the female concentration of audience members by coming in with a ‘beach physique’ What if there was a Zombie Apocalypse? These guys are fucked!
I may make this statement multiple times; Men what the fuck happened?
Remember when men could start fire with their bare hands, they would run for hours, days, even weeks to gather enough raw food for them and their families, no wonder we’re all fucking fat shits now. If a giant Bear walked in to your cave you fucking wrestled it with your own hands, you didn’t call the police or hide, you fucking stood there and defended your territory like a fucking man and if that did not work, you ran like a black nigger who just raped a white girl.
Remember when men did not give a fucking shit about fuel economy or the environmental impact of cars? They drove big fuck off V8’s that made shit loads of fucking noise, enough fucking noise to make Jeremy Clarkson take notice. Clarkson; now there is some hope for mankind right there!
What about picking shit up off the ground, when I was a kid I would play in my backyard with friends, we would see who could lift the biggest weight off the ground, we would fill buckets full of bricks or sand, when that was too light we would go to the park and try to pull the fence posts out of the ground or see who could run the fastest for no other reason than to find out ‘who was the strongest and fastest’ no one gave a fuck about lower abdominal development or the fact your Biceps were out-of-proportion to your Deltoids or whatever.
Didn’t you ever want to be stronger than dad?
You know why all those douches in the R&B rooms start fights? It’s because there is nothing left of their masculinity. When I grew up we listen to KRS One, Rage Against the Machine, Korn. Shit that was fucking loud!
Now all you fuckers sing along to girly house music and whatever shit is force fed down the ARIA charts. FUCK THAT!
Here is the worst part; I have female clients that are stronger and faster than their boyfriends. If you cannot squat or dead lift 200kg your girlfriend is a lesbian. OMFG FACTS!
Men:
Lou Simmons; He broke his back twice, he Squat 900 pound more times than anyone can count, he started a gym for men, he took steroids; why? Because he wanted to be the strongest mother fucker on the planet. He is a man!
Ken Shamrock; He volunteered to have the shit kicked out of him no less than 3 times by Tito Ortiz. In his first fight with Tito, he was near death, broken bones, face destroyed stuck under Tito in full mount and what did he do? Bridges and rolls back to his feet. He continues to fight even to this day. Why? Because he is a fucking man!
Jeremy Clarkson; I know your thinking what the fuck. But let’s look at the facts; he makes a living from producing a politically incorrect show for men that want to see the ozone getting destroyed by super cars. He stands up to feminist and people that think ethnic people need a free ride. Yeah sure; he is no athlete but he can stand tall in the knowledge he is more masculine than 90 percent of the fuckers out there.
What about Doug Chivas. If your too hipster or metro to know the name. He drove the late Peter Brocks LJ Torana over 60 laps at Bathurst in 1973. Back when gears boxes were like mixing cakes in diesel and brake pedals were like buckets in wet sand. On the last lap the car ran out of petrol so he got out and pushed the thing over the line. Yes pushed those big sticky tires in a big heavy race car in to wind and across the line at Bathurst. Now that is a fucking man!
You bitches need to stop worrying about how good you look in the mirror, how defined your arms are. What supplements are needed to give you the energy to train.
Real Men lift shit up, they pick up massive fucking rocks, and they try to see how much weight they can hold over head. They run. Fast. Men punch, Hard. When was the last time you tested your 100 meter sprint? But I bet you know your body fat percentage off the top of your head. Men squat, deep. We don’t fucking fuss over macronutrient ratios or how well are forearms are developed we drive big fuck off cars and listen to loud music.
Man the fuck up!
Don’t even think about disagreeing with my opinions unless you Squat 190 and Dead 260