dril @
The wine imparts a foreign bitterness. How could you betray me? We were brothers. I fall to the ground. Execute a partial curl. One last rep.
dril: I drive off a cliff and scramble to rip the axle off my car and lift it above my head is a plummet towards certain doom. One last rep.
dril: as the guillotine slides towards my neck, I produce a tiny barbell I’ve been hiding in my mouth and lift it with my tongue. One last rep