So, Ive just finished working out with him (if you can call it working out when you have a pathetic crybaby with you who is cruched under the weight of a bare bar), and Im carrying him into the locker room. He's sobbing unconsolably about how heavy the weights were, and Im forced to slap him several times to get him to regain his composure.
So I tell him "I gotta piss."
He says "Yeah, me too."
So Im standing there taking a leak, daydreaming about things best left unsaid, and what do I see?!?!?
Our dear friend looking into the urinal Im pissing in! He looks my package up and down and says "Damn, you got more sack than a 300lb lineman."
This was disturbing. Not just because of the poor analogy, but the entire situation was upsetting.
Ordinarily I wouldnt have mentioned this, but since hes been emailing picture of me to women who mail him to ask, and telling embarrasing stories about me.
So how do ya like that you wimpy shit!
Unfortunatly, he wont be able to defend himself till he can get to his girlfriend computer, since he had to sell his to support his bald mothers crack habit.

RULE ONE. AS WE ALL KNOW! NEVER EVER EVER EYE ANOTHER GUYS SACK ON PURPOSE! IF YOU HAPPEN TO CATCH A GLANCE (IT'S LIKE LOOKING AT THE SUN) YOU TURN AWAY REAL QUICK!