FNG-1 = Nugent
FNG-2 = 2 Toes
Welcome to 2 Pax not on the Isotope website: Nugent and 2 Toes. 2 Toes is visiting from Metro and he crushed it. Nugent would not disclose his home AO, but he was in the lead the whole morning. I hear those boys are hard-charges in the Queen City. Not like us country-folk, I guess.
Before any disclaimer was able to be given, Shaken came barreling in driving his fancy-ass super-premium “show-off” muscle car, and YHC was nearly flattened like a buttermilk pancake after church! It was, indeed, a near-death experience. But, having cat-like speed and incredible flexibility and intuition, Possum dove in front of the on-coming, freight-train-like vehicle and saved the day! Bagboy then jumped to his feet, directly from a prone position, and pushed the oncoming murder-machine off course and into the dew-soaked grass! Jersey Boy quickly made a damage assessment and determined the car was fully intact, but that Shaken was clearly under the influence of many, many illicit and ill-advised drugs. He kept saying “where are my gummies?” over and over. Canuck happened to have a special stash of THC-laden chewables he’d been given for safe-keeping by Hippie (not present), and he offered those to Shake if only he’d: SHUT. UP.
Kingsman, being a Kotter from long ago, just had a wide-eyed look of terror and excitement on his face as he spontaneously started doing burpee after burpee. We counted in unison as he completed 77 burpees, non-stop. Quite a feat- even by the standards of F3 Metro Bros!
Macarena then broke into song, a-la-Ricky Martin! “Livin’ La Vida Loca” has been running through all Pax heads All-Damn-Day. Not knowing how to react, Edsel showed us his break-dancing skills by doing the Dolphin for 15 minutes straight. Can you imagine?
That was quite a beginning to an otherwise mundane, low-key workout. Thanks to Shaken for a strong, scary and fabricated, (mostly) start to this fine, fine morning.
See you boys in the gloom again, one hopes.
Uuummmm??? SMH 🤷🏼♂️ who’s doing gummies? The author of this BB?
I can vouch for the fact that this backblast is 99% bullshit and 100% entertaining!
The biggest lie is that it was a low-key workout. It was in actuality the same ass kicking we normally get from Soprano, which is to say: a major ass kicking. You never show up to a Soprano workout and think: “I’m not really pushing myself today.”
I probably picked the wrong workout to attend having given blood the night before. It’s a good thing the phlebotomist didn’t take me up on my offer when I said: “Go ahead and take a couple more pints. I’m good.”