Fat fucks are so annoying at the gym. The other day, I was at the squat rack attempting a new a 1 rep max PR.  As I was struggling to get up on the lift, some fatass appeared out of thin air (like Chris Farley in Beverly Hills Ninja?) and got behind me with his arms around my torso and nuts dangerously close to my butt.   While I was mildly annoyed by this unsolicited assistance, I managed to complete the lift. I felt a little dazed from the effort.  Nevertheless, I proceeded to chew his ass out. "Dude, don't ever fucking do that again.  Okay?  I don't need a spotter for squatting.  I can drop the bar on the pins if I'm gonna fail the lift." Fatass meekly averted his gaze to the floor.   "I was just trying to help." Oh fuck that shit.  Now he's trying to make me look like an asshole.  Pathetic. PSA:  You don't need a spotter for the squat. PERIOD.  Watch the Olympic weightlifters squat on Youtube.  No, not the powerlifters, the guys who specialize in the snatch and clean & jerk.  They usually squat with a squat stand that have no side spotter arms or pins.  If they can't complete a rep, they'll drop the bar behind the back.  Or front if they're front squatting.  There's no need for this homoerotic snuggle struggle, nuts to butts nonsense. ##JustFatassThings Fatasses take up so much space at the gym.   They're always blocking my path when I'm walking to another station.   They waste their time doing nothing but bench and curls and other accessory foo foo fee fee fluff and buff bullshit exercises. Benching 2 plates with a limited range of motion while their fellow fatass butt buddies "spot" him by holding the bar (which BTW, is fucking retarded because you're lowering the resistance of the weight.  They're better off reducing the weight on the bar, but their massive ham ego gets the best of their logic.), all the while screaming praises at him like he just won a gold medal at the Olympics.   "YEAH!  YOU GOT THIS, BRO!" Mirin' their fat flabby arms in the mirror as they perform barbell curls at the squat rack (a cardinal sin) with shit form - thrusting their hips back and forth to get the weight up.  Kinda like kipping, but for curl monkeys.   Stacking a bunch of plates on the leg press machine, only to bang out "reps" with a slight twitch of the knees.   They don't wipe down the massive puddles of sweat they leave behind on the benches. The putrid smellz wafting in the locker room. They're too lazy to re-rerack their weights. They use the "pussy pad" on the bar, and forget to take it off when they're done with it. Don't let these fat ass poseurs deceive you with their massive girth and high esteem; they're weak as shit and crave attention much like the pathetic, insecure Tumblrinas that infest the interwebz.   They deserve ridicule.  And nothing more.