That's what you get for working on your triceps. Ladies want biceps, bro. Kidding, of course. I hope you get swole, er, swell soon.

I'd like to say that avoiding rhabdomyolysis is why I don't work out these days, but I'd be lying. Steak and wine and laziness and steak are why I don't. And time. I don't have that much time left for exercise due to the reasons above. It's a hard life but I think I have enough strength left in my triceps and biceps to ride out the rest of my life being able to open wine and cook steaks. If for some reason my calculations are off I'll just have my young and attractive nurse get me one of those beer helmets with the two hoses snaking down to my mouth. She can load it up for me and cook my steaks. I'll just chill out in my motorized scooter making crass jokes and cursing the youth. Can't. Wait.

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