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I know, here we go again, Jp on one of his fat rages--it's simple to back out now. Ok, still here? Alright, that was my fair warning.
I can't stand seeing this sport and all the coat tail riding cocksuckers; it used to be (and still us for some of us) about the total. Oh, you don't want to hear another rant about a total, eat a Kai Green fucked grapefruit then.
Now people put more energy in planning what meet to show up at; you know with fancy camera crews so they can be seen as part of the "scene." Making themselves seen hoping for a reshare or a spot on a podcast so they can use that clout to build that ever so amazing insta famous dream they tirelessly chase. Peach gang, rocking underwear, camel toe showing sucking in likes and followers like some magnetic force to a bunch of drug riddled junkies feening for your next post, but hey ChicksWPL, right?
I swear some of these clowns spent more time tagging companies and spend their savings on buying anything and everything they can to attach themselves to something bigger than their total. You westside t-shirt wearing dorks need to find the highest point in yer city and swan dive off that motherfucker. While yer at it shave that weird ass flip-over haircut you got and that perfectly manicured beard that probably hasn't had a stitch of ***** on it in your lame ass life.
One thing that I see right now is some of the most influential people in the game more worried about views likes, so they play up the theatrics-and not even competing in their respected sports. It makes no fucking sense, well I guess dopamine is a real thing, but fuck man in 20 years no one will say damn remember when such and fuck got 60k likes on that stupid fucking post? Some of these holier than thou weirdos walk around like they have a hairspray can up their ass, or act like we don't know they like being pissed on or caught up in a tranny's inbox- you motherfuckers are wild.
See one day you'll wake up and realize the 5 or 6 years you wasted trying to "make it" by sucking off companies that don't give a fuck about you was a waste. You'll travel, tag, mention, purchase, share, when you should just be going hard in the paint. Hard work speaks for itself, and numbers don't lie. Oh, you have 100k followers cool with yer lame total not even cracking the top 50. Open powerlifting doesn't have a filter for most liked and followed powerlifter, yet- do they? God, I'd quit tomorrow if they did.
Stop trying to fit in, stop trying to use others clout to make yourself look better than you are. Do your own thing, put in work. You become the company you keep, and all you foofy saved by the bell kids of powerlifting ain't doing shit but spinning your tires. I'm around battle tested meatheads who would and have sacrificed life and limb for a total, the thing you clowns seem not to get. So next time yer getting all pumped for your epic deadlifts and donuts day, remember none of this matters except that four digit number attached to your name.
Louie simmons once said, don't have a 10 cent squat with hundred dollar shoes.
Matt Wallace- my homie said, don't have a 10 cent deadlift with a 1000 dollar camera.
My my have the times changed.
I know, here we go again, Jp on one of his fat rages--it's simple to back out now. Ok, still here? Alright, that was my fair warning.
I can't stand seeing this sport and all the coat tail riding cocksuckers; it used to be (and still us for some of us) about the total. Oh, you don't want to hear another rant about a total, eat a Kai Green fucked grapefruit then.
Now people put more energy in planning what meet to show up at; you know with fancy camera crews so they can be seen as part of the "scene." Making themselves seen hoping for a reshare or a spot on a podcast so they can use that clout to build that ever so amazing insta famous dream they tirelessly chase. Peach gang, rocking underwear, camel toe showing sucking in likes and followers like some magnetic force to a bunch of drug riddled junkies feening for your next post, but hey ChicksWPL, right?
I swear some of these clowns spent more time tagging companies and spend their savings on buying anything and everything they can to attach themselves to something bigger than their total. You westside t-shirt wearing dorks need to find the highest point in yer city and swan dive off that motherfucker. While yer at it shave that weird ass flip-over haircut you got and that perfectly manicured beard that probably hasn't had a stitch of ***** on it in your lame ass life.
One thing that I see right now is some of the most influential people in the game more worried about views likes, so they play up the theatrics-and not even competing in their respected sports. It makes no fucking sense, well I guess dopamine is a real thing, but fuck man in 20 years no one will say damn remember when such and fuck got 60k likes on that stupid fucking post? Some of these holier than thou weirdos walk around like they have a hairspray can up their ass, or act like we don't know they like being pissed on or caught up in a tranny's inbox- you motherfuckers are wild.
See one day you'll wake up and realize the 5 or 6 years you wasted trying to "make it" by sucking off companies that don't give a fuck about you was a waste. You'll travel, tag, mention, purchase, share, when you should just be going hard in the paint. Hard work speaks for itself, and numbers don't lie. Oh, you have 100k followers cool with yer lame total not even cracking the top 50. Open powerlifting doesn't have a filter for most liked and followed powerlifter, yet- do they? God, I'd quit tomorrow if they did.
Stop trying to fit in, stop trying to use others clout to make yourself look better than you are. Do your own thing, put in work. You become the company you keep, and all you foofy saved by the bell kids of powerlifting ain't doing shit but spinning your tires. I'm around battle tested meatheads who would and have sacrificed life and limb for a total, the thing you clowns seem not to get. So next time yer getting all pumped for your epic deadlifts and donuts day, remember none of this matters except that four digit number attached to your name.
Louie simmons once said, don't have a 10 cent squat with hundred dollar shoes.
Matt Wallace- my homie said, don't have a 10 cent deadlift with a 1000 dollar camera.
My my have the times changed.
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