Neither one of us look like we need to eat more!
- Hehe

I still remember Uncle J back in the old job once telling me (in response to a comment I made about food portion sizes in China not being what the should be – at least compared to the US where at least back then without so called inflation and stuff,helpings were always super large compared to the rest of the world, including the bellies at Disney World in FL too, hehe) – or commenting- on both of us ” neither one of us look like we need to eat more”!

He was right.

Coming from a guy who by his own admission “the only exercise I get is going downstairs when the hotel elevator is jam-packed “…

Does that make this ex Air force dude a doer? Not necessarily fitness wise, he knew he needed to do more, never did it.

But anyway, that’s none of my business. And he was right on the needing to eat less part, hehe.

Anyway… Thought about that this morning. Random thought that popped into mind along with pictures of me back in the day, fat, flabby, constantly gaseous and flatulent to the point the girls at the bordello had to peel my underwear off from between my fat thighs – hehe. No, not because it was drenched with sweat.

And i remembered the lovely Aa Chie that did it. She probably remembers me too till this day. As my girlfriend at the time told me (not Ann – that breakup happened when I didn’t answer her phone when busy at the bordello, lol – of course that didn’t stop her from stalking me – neither did it stop a certain Annie from doing that years down the line. Fuck!) (That might be the next email. ).

Because, as a lot of folks can identify with – I was too fat! Hehe. Like the guys constantly pulling their shorts up while doing videos, trying to disguise double Chins, man boobs etc…

Anyway. I compared then and now, the journey, and a spirit of gratefulness flooded through me..

Anyhow.

Two interesting things happened this morning.

My lazy ex was cleaning the house today.

I couldn’t believe it.

The very things she rebelled against when I kept pointing it out – she now does – despite paying a fat ass maid who can barely bend over to clean (as opposed to the one who WAS in shape, fired for supposedly flirting with me – y’all know the story) – of her own accord.

Truly thoughts transmute as I keep saying.

Truly the direct way is never the way with Nazi feminists. You’ll lose as a man.

Indirectly, that’s another tale altogether.

Anyway.

This isn’t about that. Perhaps the next email will be.

The other thing, a girl living upstairs in this houseful of girls and an old lady (no pun if you have watched the hilarious Akshay Kumar starrer) passed by as I was doing my pull-ups and the wife was cleaning.

Damn.

Ex

I called her the wife ?? I’ll let you figure out why that was the first thought. Hehe.

Whatever she is, she’s been in one of her idiotic moods As of late. The more I ignore her, the more she does what I want – without me asking. Hehe. That, along with progressing in your OWN life as a man is outlined in every tip in my path breaking book on winning against Nazi feminists and the plague in general.

The more you do so, and this applies to cucks, cheapskates who want you, what you offer, your results etc but aren’t willing to pony up and PAY as well. It applies to losers in general. Hehe.

Anyway, I could have stopped until the girl left (no I wasn’t blocking her way) but I noticed despite reeking or perhaps “fragrant to a t” would be a better description – of rose perfume a certain Carol so liked,and giggling as she passed by, she is as out of shape as my ex, and could care less.

Was reminded of what Farmer Burns said on his famous book Lessons in Wrestling and Physical Culture – of the outdoor laborer despite not smelling nice and reeking of sweat etc – being far cleaner internally than the usually both mentally and physically constipated office goers bathing in perfume, deodarant etc.

Nothing against deodarant. I use tons of it myself, not because I stink or sweat, but i like it.

Never been a big cologne guy tho, and you’ll usually find a whiff of either beer or tea or cigarette smoke on me.

As a certain Annie once told me in bed “smells nice”. Right down to my armpits. TMI, but true. Hehe.

I said this email wasn’t going to be about cucks. Maybe it will….

I had an interaction the other day with an Indian Cuckold who had an issue with me smoking on the street of all things because “his house was nearby and he had kids”.

I could have attempted to reason with the guy who was finding an excuse to start a fight he would have lost both verbally and otherwise.

But I laughed ,walked away..

No sense in banging my head against a brick wall, guy was one of those cucks – fat as well, and does workouts etc terribly who “wants it all” – but isn’t willing to put in the effort and more importantly sacrifices to get what he wants

I did a video on this on another business…

It’s interesting, they hype up cigarettes ec as being dangerous. Don’t get me wrong. They are!

But putting nasty pics on the packs etc doesn’t deter people from buying them.

More importantly what about the real killers like say sugar?

Worse than most drugs in my opinion…

And of course rampant pollution, bulging bellies , saggy asses etc. this morning I was doing pullups, and a lady passed by as …ah, but we went there, didn’t we, already?

Anyway, not like I was smoking anywhere near the guys house. Not like his kids were near me or even there.  Cucks look for all these excuses to start fights they can’t win. Then they’ll call women in for backup, create a scene etc…play the victim game. It’s pathetic. Hehe.

And not like his kids won’t pick up bad habits anyway, my own daughter with all the strict parenting and grandparenting going on has picked up all the F words at the tender age of 10, way before even I did and I was no slouch…

Idiota, as Rod steiger would say.

Still remember chuck once saying “you’ll have to explain the term to Kate!”.

Still remember Marc the African Silverback Gorilla saying “it’s not about pure physicality either”..

True.

You can be a stud physically and a complete lame cuck otherwise, although it’s not that common…

Anyway, just where the hell,if you’ve gotten this far I applaud ya – am I going with this typo ridden dump-phone writing – and random brain dumps?

I don’t know.

Could have done a video on all this again,but I’ve already done so many of them so figured I’d return to that first love we never forget, writing.

Key takeaways –

One,

Get in shape,guys. No, women don’t like huge muscles and bulging tummies. They’re not manly, even if you like “something” to hold on to!

It’s the hard stuff, no pun, that does it.

And two, while Uncle J was right in 2003, it isn’t always about looks.

I’m fit,lean, mean, real man, movie star, pull-up stud,call it what you like, even Jesus (not orange Jesus tho – eheh – though in many ways I’m probaymore brutally honest than him too!) – but My diet and lifestyle,isn’t always what the so called experts or even real ones, myself included advocate.

I’m always a starving SOB – and folks keep telling me I need to eat more

And I do.

And i get fitter by the day…

Tricks in working out right my friend .

True, exercise is king, nutrition is Queen,together they make a kingdom said the great Jack la lanne…

But, the right exercise can truly paper over and even repair a lot of flaws otherwise..

The hard stuff that people know they should do but avoid. Like pull-ups, hiking outdoors in hot and humid weather and such – life wise, same thing.

The tough stuff done repeatedly gets real lasting results. Period.

I suspect I’m either preaching to the choir here or to cucks that will never do the thing, so I’ll stop

Gotta go do my JCVD splits now…

And thats that for the NONCE.

Back soon

Gosh, that finger needs a rest!

Best

Rahul Mookerjee

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