What the Actual Fuck So I was in the gym yesterday, and I was just resting in between sets, and I see this obeast walk in with a friend or something. Now, this fupatrooper was probably a woman, but it was very hard to tell, so the obeast will be an "it." So it walks over to the assisted dip/pull-up machine, and starts yelling at its companion to help it.  If you don't know, the way this machine works is that by selecting a certain weight that amount is taken off of your weight for the exercise. It basically makes dips and pull-ups easier. Now, I'm all for people trying to get stronger, and everyone has to start somewhere. But this tub of lard had the weight assist set at the maximum possible weight (300 pounds, or 136 kg. for non US shitlords), and couldn't even do a dip or a pull-up. All the while it was screaming at its friend or whatever about why he was making it difficult and how he wasn't helping it. So, this nasty creature was 1. Not able to do a dip with 300 pounds of assistance, 2. Weighed well over 300 pounds based on that, and 3. Looked like Jaba the Hutt had eaten Tess Monster. After that debacle, it proceeded to do bicep curls with a twenty pound eazy bar, all the while complaining at its gym buddy/enabler about how it was too hard. How the fuck do people let themselves get like this??