Now, guys - that was Ben Humpty, or Ben Gay as we fondly know him, hehe. He fell off the wall and could never be put back together, unfortunately. Ok, cliff, but whatever.
Not only did he never have any ability to put together Cliff notes - did Dr Burgess have them? hehe - not sure ... but, what remained of a tiny little brain apparently melted away in that "fall" too.
If you crank Ben Humpty (Ben does rather look like Humpty Dumpty doesnt he, hehe, nice and oval overall)s head open, you'll find an empty space literally, lol. And if he does have a tiny pea brain, well, I don't know, he doesn't use it anyway so might as well ... ah, but we wont go there. Eggs are deep fried though aren't they? Anyway, I could probably put a cigarette case or two in there, he has a rather "broad" (remember, he claims he's big not fat, hehe) skull, might as well make good use of it along with my butane skull and crossbones lighter?
I was going to put this as an upside down T, but turned out this way. You know, an Indian God sits on a mouse because he's fat yet has such solid power that he doesn't squash the damn mouse while sitting on it. Truly what I do, serve the most downtrodden, become an Emperor, but anyway, fat Ben has no such powers, and I rather like Humpty so ...
Anyway, Cranking?
You know he keeps whining about my sexy slim body, my big dick, all those things ... (at least the actual Humpty was honest, he didn't pull his tummy in and say he wasn't fat)
But the thing is, my sexy forearms, girls love those on men for a very practical reasons. They could literally crush 10 Ben Eggs - eww, I said that WRONG, lol, maybe on the other site - they could literally crush 10 Ben Dumpty's in their sleep. I mean, that's why I get all those comments, stonemason like hands, can outlift laborers etc. It ain't size, folks. Far more to it than that. Larp on. But tis what it is and gay boy knows it.
Ben Humpty, lol, but that's nasty, he likes his own one being used as a a rump or hump, lol (I mean, he likes his own rump being used as a dump, oops, HUMP, well, cum dump too ... but hey, we wont go there, but the local gloryholes not in his little town, but when he sneaks off on the sly - lets just Idaho, I'm tracking his phone, haha and he knows it - knows very well).
You know, do you remember Bozo Schofield? I'm sure y'all do ...
He once put ... well, BLEACH up his rectum to cure the China plague of all things, truly took what Trump said too literally, ended up in the emergency room too. Eww. What a freak! Ben is not far behind though! He literally applied anti "hammeroid" (please notice the SPELLING, and please, along with the hammering on the keyboard part I'll detail beneath, PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER, no pun hun) cream a doctor gave him, apparently those Indian "kelas" - bananas, as he calls them were so big that (and we've written about huge Indian cocks before, well, ONE - my own 9mm and 9.2 INCHER right?) ... "they tore him a new one".
He went to the doctor and claimed it didn't work. Doc asked why. He said he doesn't know. Well, because he doesn't have penis or feet in front of him, that's all he cares about, haha. Without those, his brain don't function, well, if he HAS one, its rather empty up there, I took a look last night.
But anyway, doc asks where he applied it. And he gets up and says on the bus, and starts showing him how and we dont want to get any more INTO THAT! EWWWWWWWWW!
Lots of these thoughts came to me while asleep.
Including, well, a few days ago, a certain idiot that was given it all by his family and tries to give me advice on how to run my own business (unwanted), whines about "you should work at the convenience store, you can make money!" - whines on about how "all the Chinese girls - you have hordes of girls after you!" and all that ... and well, when in college, this idiot, a fat fuck, was banging away at the keys of the keyboard of the PC like it was, I don't know, like he was trying to destroy the keys.
Mine sounds the same, except they FLY over the keyboard. This idiot was literally hammering each key so hard that Dr Say Fart, as I liked to call him, heh, and I had an excuse "hey. Habib cant speak English, right?" - and then like liberals whine about me "he wasn't born in the US" so I just tell them that, hehe - perfect excuse came over and was like "you're really typing aren't you!"
That want the exact comment, but something like that. He was rather sarcastic too. Classic, these tales I have.
Anyway, this was the idiot who once told me he wanted to buy "TRIUMPH AGAINST ALL ODDS! From 120 - 60 kgs, From loser to WINNER! and more ... " - but not my fitness books, nothing else, just "read about my life".
Of course. Everyone wants to buy it. And alas, lo and behold, its the ONE product on the site I ain't put a pre order for as yet, hehe. You know, you can just email me if you want it! But I'll get the pre-order done soon, so much to do, so little time ...
That clown would likely never buy it if he saw the price, which at the moment its priced at .... I don't know? Maybe 99.99, Maybe 149.99 for the Paperback, we'll see.
Go here to check out the current sales page - https://www.0excusesfitness.com/products/from-120-60-kgs/
Anyway, more tales from the world famous sociopath - yours truly - and a verified Dr Lecter level (remember, same level) pyscho -
(even Grok knows it by now, this is why she is so attracted to me, one reason, plus I'm the most interesting guy anyway) -
Rohini, ah, the lovely bodacious Rohini on Dongguan Expat. I met her online, and we had a nice "saucy" conversation about finding Tabasco in Walmart.
I couldnt find it. And that triggered her, lol.
Anyway, that was hot? But anyway, one night at 2 AM she messages me on yahoo messenger (boy the days lol) - and invites me to lunch, or maybe that was before. Yeah, that was before.
Of course I never went and that's when she started calling me sociopath and "boy" because "I've earned it at my ripe old age!"
She was just like 8 years older, lol.
Hilarious ...
Her husband was quiet throughout. Typical cuck.
Both from Southern India I believe, hehe.
Lovely dark skin, anyway ... "don't worry, I'm not telling my husband I'm talking to strange men at 2 AM in the morning".
While poor chap was sleeping, lol.
Typical, eh. Honey I was never worried, and you know it ... anyway, months later I was with Uncle Bob at immigration ...
(stories there too, but we'll get into those later)
... and bingo, Rohini shows up.
At that point I had just seen her picture, she didn't clean up too bad either ... not the best, but not bad.
And she walks up to me (oh, before that of course she pulled the "I'm a woman thing" and skipped line and went to the front of China immigration who probably didn't know enough English to tell her not to, but that, my - when a guy once did that with me in line - I reprimanded him, he was snarky, but said little other than that, but a Chinese dude behind me ... my. They almost came to blows "we are standing in line too!" - old fart thought he was from Singapore so superior to China. Ah, my tales. Even Grok knows I'm into "classic domination and submission". That's all I've seen all my life since birth, but its REAL). .... anyway, she walks up to me, and ?
"Hi"
"Sociopath!"
And then she walks away in a huff.
Lovely, hehe.
Poor husband just stood there and said nothing, lmao.
Hey, that's me though. Sophia invited me for lunch too but I didn't go, remember?
I just grab them and eat them for lunch wink . I mean, this eating shit is gay. Just get in bed FIRST. Get the massage, get the blowjob, then we can talk eating etc.lol.
And no, for the 1000000th time I do NOT take my phone with me while hiking etc unless I need videos done, back in those days there was no dumbphone thankfully.
But if there was - boy - you'd really have seen something.
I was telling a dude the other day "Sin City" tales ... anyway, so no girls while working out. I mean all they want to do, like a certain Sandra (not Bullock) ... "lets stop and look at the flowers!"
Kelly of course wouldn't climb with me four times, but she was smart and canny enough to at least say "THIS is real hill climbing" as the sweat rolled of like a shower in that heat, while Chinese girls were being ferried away (because they never drank any water) by air copter to the hospital because they fainted ... You know, that Vulture is truly a patient bird.
James Hadley Chase was spot on.
I'm a patient BIRD too, lol. No pun.
Like Grok rightly said, like Dr Lecter, I've always hid my strengths, BIDED my time. No pun again.
Biden didn't know what time was ... all he knew was sleep, lol. I was thinking of putting another fat sleeping beauty here. Maybe e soon!
For now, here is Ben Gay after a good rodgering "in booty"
But anyway ...
It was that weather where you're sweating buckets one minute, then you're drenched in torrential rain, then you're ... well, the next minute sun's out, drenched in your SWEAT again.
All so well detailed in 16 Inspirational Fitness Recollections ... literally I trained in weather a billy goat wouldn't dare to venture out in, while the world slept even ...
The book may be accessed via https://www.0excusesfitness.com/16-inspirational-fitness-recollections/. If even THAT price is too much for you wackos, then just don't bother.
There was osmething I wanted to mention about my favorite TRICK ...
Far less gayer than Ben Gay tearing phonebooks which I could, actually and I'm not trolling when I say this, I've DONE IT IN MY SLEEP. Yes, I have, anyway ... I forgot that trick I wanted to mention here, but Ben takes tricks - long ones - on the sly in his ass, then sleeps like a baby, or stuck pig, whicheever you call it ...
... Last night I also had some rather interesting brain related thoughts with regards to the ex and her "always upset" stomach. We'll just leave it there by now. I'll detail the ultimate outcome like I said before the end of this year.
I've got the perfect solution for both, Ben, Schofield, ex, all these other nutjobs and cucks and fat elephant like rude feminists - hypocrites etc, all the same.
They all keep saying "he can just talk but cant do anything" .
And then ultimately they all end up in the asylum or roads. And I flirt with and bang the housemaid openly in front of her, her most PRIZED ASSET, that so called daughter of hers. Which she popped out by crook, and then of course when I wanted home schooling done, paying all the bills etc, she showed up to my familys house who instantly saw this as an opportunity to cut me out of the equation even more. All explained before, eh. They spread more lies, ultimately all came undone. YOU CANT WIN. End.
Cant do anything? We will SEE. That's what I tell the (if you see the little Pee Pee S update I'm gonna put in this email) - - "I'll ask the questions, and then we'll see. Ok?"
Okie dokie, then, moving ON -
Courtesy yours truly, truly as the great Sidney Sheldon rightly said, oddly enough like I respect strength in women, real strength, so does he.
... as he rightly said, MASTER OF THE GAME.
Women love being called Master.
I do that all the time on the other business, and I wont get into the reasons here, but it should be obvious, but for a lot of Bozos reading this going Mistress, please, Mistress plesase, you've got to explain the obvious. However, the protagonist there was actually a female.
Nothing compared to me.
Anyway asylum, roads, y'all have seen all that.
I plan on going "a step up - or maybe many" in that regard.
Maybe I'll drag something behind me and play some music as well which I haven't in a while.
I don't really want to reveal further details. As they say, tell the world what you're going to do, but SHOW IT FIRST.
And that's that.
Best
Dr Rahul Mookerjee, M.D.
PS - Free entertainment seekers, please fuck off from the list. Thank you!
PPS - I've been hyponotizing folks for real - FOR REAL, NO TROLLING - that love my sexy voice and me in general on the other site, those in the know will read about that shortly. Thank you!
Little Pee Pee S - Lots of you think these tales cant make money. You're WRONG. They can make money simply by selling the books above, which I do a damn fine job of if I might say so, even, as Grk says, his haters say the same thing so its obvious - but also by selling every attack piecemeal x 10.
More here - Profit Troll - https://www.0excusesfitness.com/profit-troll.
Ah, that sense of finality while climbing stairs. Many people are going to have a very rude (actually polite, I cannot stand rude people as you know, and I'm always polite to a fault myself, of course, if fat women show up at the door, wont even acknowlege, but they're such hypocrites they'll talk when the ex isn't around then they can fuck off openly too) "awakening" soon. Stay tuned!
