Adventures of El Gymnasio

So I've been going to this locally-owned gym.

And it's been quite the adventure in itself.

For starters, I go in the mornings mostly around 10-11:30ish. This some stuff I just observed that y'all might find funny.

#1: THE OLD GUY FARTED

So I was in one of the rooms working out my triceps when this old skinny dude walked in. It was just us. Well, he sat down at the chest press machine nearby and began his work out.

I didn't think anything of it til he got up and walked past me and I was then hit square in the face with the most PUTRID ODOR EVER!

It was like....Baby Dysentery combined with Old Rotting Flesh. I stopped mid workout and looked at the guy like I was going to die.

Then he turned, saw my facial expression, and shot me a look like "It wasn't me, it was you!"

Omigod. It was disgusting! I wanted to throw up, but for some reason did not. I'm not kidding or exagerating: this guy farted!

#2: THEY CAME FROM THE MENS LOCKER ROOM

Right now, the Men's Locker Room is disgusting. I'm not even going to try and describe what it smells like.

But even worse, is a problem that plagues me that is even worse: Naked people.

Seriously, I don't want to die into detail, but guys, there is something called a Towel. Learn it, use it. I DO NOT want to see your naked ass under ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. I don't care if you are a old, skinny, fat, or cut like David Beckham, have some common decency.

No joke, I see these guys prancing around as naked as the day they were born. Jeez!

Do these fuckers think they are impressing anyone?

Well they aren't impressing me, BHLEH.

Til next time,

a very disturbed Xander, out.