Saturday, September 20, 2025

Single Door Garage Training: Early Westside - Gary Benford (1980)


The author. 
Here's more from Benford, the first article on this blog.


A bottomless pit filled with rabbit holes leading to joy as well as sorrow began here. Looking back from one such hole, the man smiled and was happy. 

This article deals with the environment and training methods used by some individuals I have recently come into contact with. Oftentimes a change in scenery from one locale of the country causes difficulty in adjusting to new faces and even more difficulty in maintaining or even improving one's lifting total. Well, I experienced both upon moving from the Pittsburgh area to Columbus, Ohio this past June (1979). This was the result of job and professional advancement. Irregardless, I was immediately in search of capable training partners and environment to supplement my "other" interest.

In September I met Lou Simmons. Having never seen him before, I was somewhat startled at his appearance as I was also by the training methods used by him and his lifters. This is the topic of the article.

Before going any further, it is necessary to define the title. We train in a single door garage. It has, in some parts, a floor. The holes within supply us with an access to view the outside world from inside and the cobwebs serve notice to the length of time unnecessities have gone unnoticed to further the primary search for strength.

The garage comes complete with two dogs. Two lights that identify each of us from one another and an array of characters who participate. The first person to mention, Louie Simmons, has already been identified. I thought my knowledge in the area of strength was capable to others, till I met him. His prowess in lifting is already known. However, the methods in which this occurs is altogether unknown.

Each of us, who number 12 in all, have used these methods, and have all increased significantly. Other members of the garage include a lifter whose facial appearance and sometimes verbal exchanges parallels extreme youth, individuals of extreme academic intelligence whose actions do not merit such reward, individuals expert in probing the mind those of the aesthetic outward appearance, one with a flair for his hair which sometimes stops progress in the garage, shotputters, women athletes, and just a lot of STRONG PEOPLE. Being that there is no heat outside of that supplied by an inside fuel heater, a heave upwards of the garage door sometimes resembles the primitive caveman huddling around an open fire.


Squatting

The method used to squat is termed as BOX SQUATS. To box squat, the individual lowers himself to a box height of approximately two inches above parallel and sits down on the box. It is almost a complete stop, except for arch in the lower back which enables one to rock backwards and immediately thrust the hips and buttocks forward to an upward position again. Upon using singles only to work up to, one can handle tremendous amounts of weight.

After this is complete, another box height of approximately 1/2 inch below parallel is used and the procedure repeats itself.

All weights are taken with a wide stance to utilize the powerful muscles of the hip extensors.

Another box approximately two inches below parallel may be used occasionally to supplement depth strength.

Box squatting is performed once per week, attempting to best personal records every week.


Bench Pressing
 
Bench presses are performed once per week in a power rack utilizing singles both 2 and 4 inches off the chest. The second day of benching is performed using a wide grip working up to one set of five repetitions, increasing 10 pounds per week back-tracking up to a contest. Four weeks before a contest an individual increases up to 20 pounds for a one week jump followed by three consecutive weeks of 10 pound jumps utilizing 3 reps per set. On this same day of wide grip benching, the lifter performs close grip benches for a maximal set of 5 reps, trying to push arm strength ahead of bench press strength.


Deadlifting

Deadlifting is performed once per week. This is done in a power rack by pulling heavy weights for singles at various pin heights off the floor on a rotating basis. Week one would be pin four and three, week two would be pin two and one, week three would be off the floor and standing on a box of 4 inches.

However, the most unnoticed exercise is the Reverse Hyperextension. This is done by lifting the upper body over a leg extension machine, or better yet by lying boards approximately 3 feet off the ground in the power rack and using it. The body is bent at the waist and the legs dangle on the floor. The lifter then raises his legs and hips up behind him as high as possible contracting the lower back and gluteal muscles, performing as many reps as possible. Weights are usually attached to the ankles and provide resistance. We use on of our precision dog collars.


A sample week routine would look like this:

Monday -
Pin DL, singles from 4/3 pin, or 2/1 pin, or floor and 4" deficit.
Reverse Hyperextensions.

Wednesday -
Power Rack BP singles.

Friday -
Box Squat, singles, box 2 and 1.
Reverse Hyperextensions.

Sunday -
Wide Grip BP
Close Grip BP

Let me emphatically say that this routine does work.

58 comments:

  1. I'm so glad this blog is back. It would be a shame to lose all this information and a big thank you to the author.

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    1. This is the best of its kind in all the years it’s been in operation. I hope the owner is OK, as there have been no new posts since the above article

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  2. The best blog on physical culture I've read in the last 10 years.

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  3. If I missed my ex-girlfriend half as much as I missed this blog I'd be married now

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  4. Thank God you are back

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  5. The best training blog I have came across!

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  6. Thank you Dale for reopening this blog. I think I checked every day to see if it was back up.

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  7. We appreciate you brother!

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  8. Where’d you go Dale?!?

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  9. It's only me. Onward, upward, and over time go under. No worries! Fuck 'em all.

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  10. Thank you for coming back

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  11. Missed this blog when it was down. It's a great site.

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  12. God Bless I'm really happy you're back

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  13. I have been reading this blog for 15 years now, and I cant explain in words how much joy it brings me- along with all the incredible training information that is otherwise nearly impossible to find in this world of boring, uninspiring fitness “influencers”. Thank you so much for bringing it back!

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  14. It was gone? I grow weary of all and my optional mind-clock becomes confused.
    At times? You know what I don't mean, damnit!

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  15. Thank you for coming back, this is an invaluable resource to the iron game, just tried the website today and it's back. It is one of a kind, I deeply appreciate it.

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  16. What can I say? In the immortal words of Saint Nelson Eddy the Savior of wee earth's humankind . . . "Give me some men who are stout-hearted men, who will fight for the right they adore. Start me with ten who are stout-hearted men and I'll soon give you ten thousand more." It's lifting weights is all. Not really a big thing, but one helluva good time some days. Anything grander or more grandiose than that I got no use whatsoever for. Enjoy Your Lifting!

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  17. Been here since the beginning (I think). I was starting to despair. Glad to see you back!

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  18. What can I say? Without despair perhaps the concept of a human "soul" would never have come to be developed and actually believed in, no matter how silly it is. Chin deep in a dark sea and runnin' outta bubbles to breath . . . we came up with yet another worthless answer! Cheers! (no matter). Enjoy Your Lifting!

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  19. I truly missed this blog during the time period in which it was not accessible (to all). On a whim, I decided to check it out this evening and was both pleasantly surprised and relieved. Now I have a lot of articles to catch up on. Thanks!

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  20. What can I say? I'm so glad, I'm glad you're glad you're glad! But confused . . . I kept waiting for this two-toned black Frankenstein impersonator to actually sing and not just twitch and shout! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eE9zFdIZ_Ls

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  21. Very excited to see the site open again. Grateful to the curators for keeping it going.

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  22. Just here to write another comment about how glad we all are to have this blog back. It may be one man's passion project but moreover it's part of the connective tissue of online physical culture now.

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  23. Glad this blog is back. There's too much faggotry out there in the world of lifting and bodybuilding

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  24. I have been reading this blog for over a decade, and it never disappoints. I'm glad to see it back and hope it stays on forever and an age.

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  25. TTSDB . . . your home of disappointment-free experience. Happy to hear it!

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  26. Anyone want a variation of the "Hepburn" approach?
    This would work well for those who find the regular way "boring" or get impatient quickly.

    Upper body one day, say Press, Bench, Curl.
    Lower body the other day, say Squat, HiPull/Row, Deadlift.

    Use a different rep scheme each of three upper and lower days.
    First day for both upper and lower body:
    Two 3's and Six 2's, working to Eight 3's. Add a rep to TWO sets each session.
    3,3,2,2,2,2,2,2
    3,3,3,3,2,2,2,2
    3,3,3,3,3,3,2,2
    3,3,3,3,3,3,3,3

    Second upper and lower days, adding a rep to TWO sets each session:
    7, 7,6,6
    7,7,7,7
    8,8,7,7
    8,8,8,8.

    Third upper and lower days:
    Adding two singles each session:
    1,1,1,1
    1,1,1,1,1,1
    1,1,1,1,1,1,1,1,
    1,1,1,1,1,1,1,1,1,1.

    Don't start heavy.
    As many workouts as you can handle and not go sour.
    That will of course vary at different times.

    Three dimensional abstract spreadsheet available.

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  27. You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it—it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.

    But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk.

    And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking . . . ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: “It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.”

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  28. It’s a green hollow, where a river is singing
    Crazily hanging on the grasses rags
    Of silver; where the sun, from the proud mountain,
    Is shinning: it’s a little valley bubbling with sunlight.

    A young soldier, his mouth open, his head bare,
    And the nape of his neck bathing in cool blue watercress,
    Is sleeping; he is stretched out on the grass, under the skies,
    Pale in his green bed where the light falls like rain.

    Feet in the gladiolas, he is sleeping.Smiling like
    A sick child would smile, he takes a nap:
    Nature, rock him warmly: he is cold.

    Fragrances do not make his nostrils quiver;
    He sleeps in the sun, hand on the breast,
    Peacefully. He has two red holes in his right side.

    We need more authors with a vocabulary. Shinning? Oh hell yeah, more authors with at least the access to vocabulary of more than a six year old . . . sets and reps . . . sets and reps, Bro!

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  29. Nobody owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death. Hustlers of the world, there is one mark you cannot beat: the mark inside. Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape. Yawn. Anything else new and of worth out there lately?

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  30. "Dream Big" the documentary . . . yet another overly long and monotonously boring commercial advertisement by Vlad Yudin, elementary-school level director of films fit for pigs posing as human, supplement shysters and trough-feeders of all ages. Avoid at all costs. You'll be happy you did . . . trust me. If you find this doc worthy of the time spent viewing it, please expel yourself from here and kindly never return. Thanks so much and by the way . . . buy my worthless whey!

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  31. Bodybuilding is a sickness and only the dysfunctional need apply themselves to it. People who are "whole" will have no use whatsoever for this joke; however, please do parade about proudly in a T-shirt in winter proclaiming to the world just how fucked up you are! Now then, about this problem of "good" and "evil" in the world as far as written history and deep into the oral and supposedly not valid record of humanity goes . . . we really have no hope as a species, don't ya just know yet. Yawn. Boring. Lifeless. Predictable. Pointless. Yay! Yippee!

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  32. There are approx. 10 quintillion (10,000,000,000,000,000,000) insects on our planet - or roughly 200 million insects for each human. As a human being, you have no worth at all in the long game here on Earth. Believers, feed me more lies, Tell me how much we all matter. Show me more of your worthless human tricks, I beg of you. Do meth. Remove your human hide with a tuna can lid and send it to me so I can wear it proudly in order to find meaning in "being" a human again, you "sane" and shallow-end dwellers in life's pool of horrors.

    YAWN . . . yawn, no end . . . now lift your fucking weights and ENJOY IT!



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  33. Genetics!
    Jerry Brudos procreates with a female Dahmer and their kid invents the meat grinder. Feets don't fail me now! An amazing creation, ain't it just. Twenty-six bones in the human foot. Golly gee, ain't our God great! Somewhat mute and rather distant at times but . . . WHAT A CREATION!

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  34. Consider for a moment the possibility that everything in life if a lie. All your rights, wrongs, ethics, morals and the entire compass you base your behavior on is a conveniently self-told falsehood that cements your belief in what is a righteous approach to living in a proper way . . . as you have been led to believe by seat-belt wearing, floss-promoting toothless types with very small experience beyond the norm, and we seem to willing to believe they know more than we already do about ourselves. Who knows ME better than I do? Who are these douchebags?

    Fuck 'em.

    Fuck 'em all.

    Do YOU!

    And there ya go!

    The punchline?
    A quote from Jerry Brudos, remember his from above?
    . . .
    "It took me days on end pumpin' them dead women's shoes fulla jizz."

    Yawn. Sets. Reps.

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  35. Humanity's music sounded from a broken horn, from its outset bent, warped and twisted to fit the lie called life. Oh, how poetic! Hahaha . . . lift yer feckin' weights and stop thinking you can think. It's a dead end. See oneself hanging, lifeless, heart pumped out. Start there, and work backwards. Fucking YAWN! Meat, and nothing more. History, and nothing learned. Tissue, flesh . . . repetition.

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  36. Three Ho's walk into a bar on Christmas Eve . . . ba dum ssssss. Be certain your sock on the hearth is filled with good-hearted hate and regard those lumps of coal as precious, timeless memory-medals of time spent talking to people who bored the living fuck out of you for years. Ho. Ho. Ho. Hopefully, I have done same for them!

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  37. Ah, what the fuck. Here's an interesting layout, one that was written by a nobody who was never in IronMan or had a real money-making website, studied nothing other than himself for decades and honestly has no clue about this "weight lifting" phenomenon:

    Day One
    Squat, heavy, puff and pant, 20-25 reps.
    Pullovers or Rader Pulls or such.
    SDL x 15 - 20.
    Same deal with the breathing and pullovers.
    If you see a 20-rep set as one aiming for 20-25 it seems somewhat easier in your head, maybe.
    You tell me, you know everything and sell it all, right?
    Once in the morning, once again later in the day, if you're up to it.

    Day Two
    Dips
    Chins
    Just keep doing 'em all day and night when time allows.
    High reps, low reps, supersets, singles, etc.

    Day Three
    Leg Press, same 20-25 deal, as many sets as your chosen scientific belief leads you to have faith in.
    Calf Raise, till you wonder why you're spending time with this childish nonsense x 2 or 3 or 10 or 12 sets total.

    Day Four
    DB press, starting at 90 degrees, adding weight as you move the incline down to flat and then decline angle.
    Pick a rep setting each time out.
    Row, any kind, alternate with the above with a rest between each.

    Day Five
    Quick Lifting, Oly variations, you know the drill.
    Do lots of horribly dangerous and worthless for muscle growth movements on this day!

    Rest when needed.
    Eat food.
    Sleep when you get the chance.
    Die. But that's later, eh? Ain't it always.

    Ho, Ho, Ho.

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    1. But...but...but...whatabout us what ain't got no single-garage door nor even got a garage on Xmas?? Or even got no carport! Are we cursed? doomed forever?? Forced to wander the dark streets of perpetual evening peering hopelessly, added-resistance chains dangling from our barbells, with gnashing teeth and wailing sobs (sobbing wails?), at those blessed with the natural endowments of single and even double door garages?

      It aint' fair! it can't be true! It's humbug!
      'Cause, Hoffman and Weider preached "all men are created equal, so just buy the courses and the products and anyone can own a garage"!...

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    2. Where is the fairness, Joe! Why, when I get my hands on that blathering Boho in the after-rope-and-rafter life, well, once I get tired of "hanging around" that is. . . Bob Hoffman'll get an earful. Maybe two.

      The Ghost of workouts Past clanging dangling chains in memory of gravity overcome for a fleeting moment, The Soul of Present sessions, limping from lift to lift, bar to bells, running from the hell of elder life and racing the sun's setting (oh-oh) . . . and the dream a Demon raging against that dreaded dying light awaiting . . .

      I need a garage just to house the Ghosts of workouts Past, Present and Future, but no, woe is me. No carport, no driveway, no shed, no cellar. Homeless ghosties lost in skewed time, the hated Hell of Timex-trouble their fate forever.

      Hey, I attempted to convert my condo rental into a garage but the permits, paperwork and something called a "landlord" rubber-stamped "Cease and Desist" all over that plan.

      Yes, Boho and Weider, the Fathers of Consternation, both promised in the Constitution that all men have the right to a garage and possibly a porta-potty nearby if so desired . . . but THEY LIED!

      And don't me started on the disappointing decades I wasted following the instructions in Joe W's "Secrets of a Healthy Sex Life". Of course, being Canadian I was sent a French-language copy from the Montreal office and am beginning to believe many of the potent missives within may have been somewhat lost in translation.



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    3. Honestly, I find "want" a huge fail in the long run. Desires. Goals. Don't shit me, child. Spoons, full of oh-so-important aims and thirsts. Helluva guitar solo here, Mister Dixon. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmy3AiDkTQU&list=RDbmy3AiDkTQU&start_radio=1

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    4. Side note:
      Take a pair of dumbbells you can flat bench press for 5 sets of 3 reps at any time without much oomph (or whatever number you choose to use before you lose it all).

      Once you've accomplished 5 x 5 with that weight (turn around fast and pat yourself on the back), adjust the incline of the bench a notch steeper and, using the same poundage and beginning back at 5 x 3, work up to 5 x 5 at that angle.

      Continue moving the bench angle up, all the while using the same poundage dumbbells.

      When you get to 5 sets of 5 at a 90 degree angle, go back to the flat bench setting
      and start all over again at the flat setting of that bench, now using a slightly higher weight
      and wearing very happy shoes with a smile to match.

      Again. Again, and again again.
      So many don't realize that is the "secret."
      Again and again . . . tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
      Please be full of "sound and fury" and by all mean signify nothing.
      It's dreadful fun once you get used to the pointlessness!


      Or something like that along training and motivational lines.


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    5. It's only me again. Take that progressive incline bench DB deal and reverse it for a change. Start at the steepest angle, get a selected rep count, let's say 2 or 3 reps that are a bit of a struggle to get. Go to the next lowest angle and get reps, same weight DBs. Go to the next level and . . . you see the deal here. As you fatigue, the ability to press more at a smaller angle can be used to extend a set nicely.

      This type of extended set manipulation will increase your tits time-under-tension.

      A 40-year old guy who's had severe bipolar since he was 13 dropped by the other day. He does renos and such piece-meal when his mind permits, and also lifts weight now and then. Came up with the idea of a bench that has a foot-pedal operated deal that changes the angle while you're seated so you can extend the set without putting down the bells.

      By Gosh! They make a bench with that sorta foot pedal deal.

      This reminds me of using a pulley setup I constructed when a kid that allowed for doing negative only benching by using a cheap bench with a leg extension deal bolted on so you could use your legs to bring the bar back up to the overhead, er, over-face position. It worked okay until the pulley broke. Oops.

      But there's several patents you can easily find and view that allow for negative-focused stuff done solo with the main lifts, and let's just call them all Bob Peoples' Inspired DIYs.

      I sure do miss having a house with an unfinished basement and solid rafters to bolt chains on. But then, that was now, and this is now. What was now will be seen as then . . . and what was then will again be seen as now. Ya just gotta love the Earth and all its repetitive time-costumes!





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  38. Happy New Year Dale

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  39. And a very merry chronological view of life to you too, Howard. "New" Year! Shit, Buddy . . . I just don't do these easy-going best wishes well, do I.

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  40. On a side note here . . . I'm looking for funding to make a fully-A.I. version of The Terminator.

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  41. Holly Jolly?

    Haaaaaaaaaave a chrono-logic New Year
    It's the best time to drink beer

    Oh ho ho, the pop of tops
    and the chill of cold glass
    Oh Yeah.

    Light a blunt and not a runt now
    Icy fingers on your spine

    Oh ho ho, the sacred cows
    And a herd that's long dead
    Oh Yes.

    What a fun afternoon . . . I could go on for another 20 stanzas
    but will just wrap up with

    What the Fuck is All This Nonsense!

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  42. is this website permanently inactive?

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    1. You are more than welcome to take the time to find articles that haven't been published, type them up, and send over to us and we'll gladly put them on the site.

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    2. WHERE'S MY NEW FREE STUFF, DAMNIT! Ah, humanity and all its wants and desires.
      I would define human as . . .
      the meat that dreams and tastes a bit like chicken.

      Swim away, little fish . . . the sea longs for your corpse.

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    3. I'm the fool who wasted a fair number of years and hours making this silly blog.
      We're just playin' good cop/bad cop with ya.
      Patient Grey and Insane Dale.

      Pleased to meet your whiny ass.

      You'd figure by now . . . with a prostate this cancerous and large
      the weeping shite and dripping glands between my legs would stop producing pus-carrying sperm
      and become inactive.
      Wait . . . did you say website or weeping shite?

      Is it spelled sperm or schperm?

      Fucking sane cunts.

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    4. It's Dale . . . Good God, that was nicely put, Grey! A kick in the butt that first appears to be candy!

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  43. Permanently inactive? I fear not, good sir. As they say in show business . . .

    It ain't over till the fat lady eats your neighbor's live dachshund snake-like and heaves it back up on your crotch.
    I blame writer's block for such horrid behavior in my own home here. No harm intended. Mea Culpa and multiple chastisements, heavy on the right buttock and left nipple, thank you kindly.

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