Ever been in a Surf fight?

Man this is years ago. Yes, sport enhancement, I didn't do it for looks. I played on a serious level, and yes, most of us do it to one degree or another. It's no secret, yes coaches push it, it does make a difference. Haven't touched it since.

 

Hope you used syringe filters with that Tren, and everything you shott for that matter. Unless it came right from the pharm, a real pharm, you truly have no idea what's actually in it and if it's sterile. At least with the vials of oil-based gear you could heat them in the stove to sterilize but most idiots don't do that.

You could've drank that stanz instead of shooting it. Same as oral winny, just in water suspension rather than tablet form. Would've harmed the liver with the methylation at the 17-alpha position to survive first pass metabolism. How was that stuff on your joints? Incapacitates a lot of guys who take it, makes them feel like a geriatric. It does have large positive effects on anaerobic and aerobic capacity though, you're correct with that. Most all AAS raise red blood cell count which helps endurance but that compound is exceptional at it. Tough on the hairline as well as Winny is a DHT derivative and highly androgenic.

The Eph now isn't really Eph at all compared to back then before it got pulled from the market. You could get it everywhere and it was sold in a ton of gas stations so truckers could drive all night. Clen wasn't much more than an albuterol inhaler anyway. The reason it got hyped up way back when in the 80s is because someone spread word that it had anabolic pathways from stimulating the beta-3 receptors in the muscle. However, that's primarily in bovine which are rich in beta-3 receptors. Humans don't have many at all so clen for humans is basically just a beta-2 agonist and that's why you got the jitters.

Was the Greek stuff you're talking about Norma or Hella labs? So many fakes of everything bro. They even faked the packaging. Sometimes you were getting nothing more than vegetable oil with a bit of benzyl alcohol in it. What was the EQ mg/ml, do you remember? Was probably some fake vet stuff.

A dangerous game bro.

 

STEROIDZ....nah "REAL SURFERS" don't take steroidz dudez...

 

Keep them coming man...some of those dudes remind me of this TKD guy I sparred with about 6 months into my JJ training. Not to toot my own horn, but I wiped up the mat with him, but the only reason he said was b/c he couldn't throw knockout kicks to the head...I'll post the fight if I ever get it on dvd...

Soooo, back to fighting, and since we've moved on from surf to regular fights, I'll share the shining moment of my teenage years...I'll try to be concise. So I learned that a friend at the time had stolen money from my mom's purse, a discman from my house, and called phone sex lines from my house while I was asleep. Before I proceed I'd like to add that my mom is the sh!t, always treated my friends, including some hoodlums, like her own kids...many whom really needed a second mom so to speak.

So I corroborate what I hear, and we go on the hunt. It took me months to get this kid...we lurked his neighborhood, came close to getting him as he left work one night(I caught up to him but he locked himself in a car)...so fast foward another month or two, I get the call that he's sitting outside of stop and shop, waiting to go into work.

We mobilize and get there just in time...he's sitting on a bench the way cool kids do, ass on the backrest, feet on the seat. So I hop out and approach him as my crew at the time watched from the car, which was running of course. I kindly ask him to walk around back so we could discuss the issues at hand, to which he naturally protests. So realizing this is my only shot, I hit him with a right, knock him off the bench, and give him a chance to get up...

Dude didn't even fight back, kinda tried to shove me away all ghey like at one point. Once he was up, the real onslaught began, I peppered his face and landed a couple solid front kicks to the abdominal area, which brought him to his knees. At that point he balled up, I continued to reign down my pent up fury, and this old Hispanic guy walked out of the store and looked terrified...which prompted me to blurt out something along the lines of "he stole from my mom", and then promptly bailed. We literally drove past the cops on our way out, no bs...got away with it, broad daylight, before this scumbag kook had his shift.

I got the discman back too.

 

Did it still have tags on it?

 

Hahaha nope, it was already used at the time of the thievery, but a matter of principle of course.

 

and then you woke up

 

LOLZ ya little f a g...what'd you see my post about your sandy vag and now trying to troll me? What an exhausting existence you must lead.

U2B can verify that story anyway.

 

what?

 

Are you stupid too or just annoying?

 

Whenever I start to feel froggy, I tongue the scar tissue from the hole on the inside of my left cheek acquired in my last fight. I kind of deserved it.
Sort of surf related too; I was drunk and thought I recognized these guys from a local break. My friends headed to another bar, I wandered off and crashed a party and got mouthy. My wife rescued me...
That was my first fight in 25 years at the immature age of 50...

 

Once on a jetski, I got close to a guy and his wife who were hanging out on a sandbar, near the jetty, just kind of frolicking. She got mad and started yelling at me, and the guy came back and flipped me off. I said I would kick his ass. He said "lets go, on the beach". I rode up, and HE swam in. I came down the dune, as he came up the dune, and he side kicked me in the leg, but glanced. His foot was wet, and the other foot sank in the sand, so no impact was transferred to my knee. Then he hit me with a backfist, followed by a palm heel. They landed without precision, and just pissed me off. I stuck MY head in his chest and bull rushed him down the dune as threw roundhouse punches. He spearhanded me three times in the throat as he backed down the dune. No effect, I have no neck. I am about 250 plus and an off duty sheriff officer. By then, his wife finally got out of the water and jumped on my back.

Another, even bigger guy beached himself on another jetski.. He broke it up. As I walked away, He said to me, "You're lucky my old lady was here or I'd have kicked your a$$". She just looked at him like, "Really?" I never saw him before or since.

 

**** COPS...all of em'....

 

Hahaha, classic.


JD in da howse!

 

I used to stack the win with deca (same greek lab) for the joints. Crazy not to, those two are peanut butter and jelly. Never took it without it, deca is wondersauce for joints (not to mention serious hardener). Paired up (clen in there too), probably the best cycles I've ever done cardio wise, never any joint pain or lock ups.

Milk thistle for the liver, still got drunk after two drinks though, one thing juice does is turn you into a cheap date (in retrospect, alcohol and juice is a terrible idea, milk thistle won't help that).

Norma greek, blue and white label, blue top. Winny was in amps, same lab. I don't remember the concentration off hand, it was HQ no joke stuff though. Crazy results. My buddy had serious gear.

 

Michael I hope you don't carry whilst juicing.

 

WTF youz guyz tell people you surf? You know the interwebz is a giant place with the likes of all peoplez they've got 100s of websites youz guyz can all talk about juice on...let me AX you another question... Did youz start juicing before surfing? Man youz guyz will never be "real surferz" it's just not in your DNA....

 

Lol. Dude I haven't juiced for a solid 10 years. Stopped once the athletic career went bust (knee went kaput). Strictly for sports, very much encouraged in higher level play. Sad if you think about it, past high school the wholesome competitiveness of it all goes away, becomes a business. Squeezing every ounce of performance is the name of the game.

 

Yeah, chem enhancement modified emass and myself genetically to the point where we are no longer capable of being true surfers. We're souless water creatures that stand up on pieces of material with the goal of reaching the shore fast enough to hit that bench-off. We're all like "you even lift bro?"

 

T is pretty easy to get these days, especially for us t-challenged older folk. Just sayin'.