The night before I left, I paid a visit to some old friends to say goodbye. The lovely Jamie was once the world's strongest man, until his attempt at a new world record pranged his pectoral muscle, which went flying off into two parts, which now abide somewhere between his chin and his belly button. He is now a highly successful Elvis impersonator, who's wigs alone are worth thousands. His favourite tune is Suspicious Minds. (Actually it's not, but I can't remember his favorite, so I put mine in.) Here he is hangin' in The Club House in his garden in Elizabeth, PA.
Next to him is his wife Michelle. She keeps Pirahnas and has incredible hair
Bad Boy of Bench back in the '90s
The King of bench, and The King
This is Mike. He has no legs, and regularly gets the crap kicked out of him.
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