6'2" and bragging about 14" arms...classic...
What's up bro's,
I dunno, this kinda made me crack up laughing...
While I was at work last night, me and this other bouncer (who's a FREAK) are just talking about the women in the club when we see this guy wearing this TIGHT ass grey full-sleeve shirt.
We look at him and he's about an inch taller than me (making him 6'2") and about 170lbs. Which isn't too bad, I'm guessing...anyways, back to the story. So he's in the middle of the dance floor with this other dude and he starts feeling his OWN arm and giving this cocky smile to girls walking passed him. And he's fully molesting his arm.
So me and my buddy just sit back and watch this guy 'cause it's fuckin' entertaining and he now has a little crowd of his homeboys with him. One guy starts feeling his shoulder and is like, "Holy cow guy! That's hard!" while another is feeling his arm and asking, "How big are they?".
So this guy, all cocky and shit turns over and smiles to his buddy and I swear, with a cocky attitude and smirk look on his face he goes, "14.5 inches brother" and starts flexing his traps! Hooooly fuck, I laughed hard but I tried to hide it 'cause I don't want to embaress him in front of the girls in the club and his homeboys.
So me and my buddy turn around and start laughing to ourselves...by the time we turn around and hold our composure, this guy has his shirt off and is wearing a tight ass purple tank top. PURPLE TANK TOP in a club!
So he's sitting there flexing the shit out of his traps, which looks very weird by the way (and I know you bro's know what I'm talkin' about), and his friends are calling him a 'Tank' and 'Tick' and shit like that...
Now I'm trippin' out! 'Cause if this guy is a beast to them, I must be a monster and my buddy must be Godzilla! So anyways, time passes in the club and I don't know where 'Arnold' went.
About an hour later someone taps me on the shoulder, I turn around and see a purple tank top and a deeply etched bone clavical. It's Purple-Tank-Top boy. He makes his voice real deep and says, "You guys hiring bouncers here brother?" I say, "Go talk to the guy downstairs" so he walks off all the sudden with Air-Lats. I dunno what was up with this guy.
At the end of the night, we're clearing people out and I see Purple-Tank-Top, he comes bye and says 'Thanks' for me telling him who to talk too and as he's walking out, I see a Tatoo on his arm that says..." 14.5 "
True fuckin' story
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