tl;dr – Gingers are superior and everyone else needs to man up or turn in their man card.
We spent the whole morning on Keith Jong Hill. The first half was full of exercise, run up/down, repeato. The second half featured partner work. Partner Bear Crawls. Partner backward runs. Partner carries. When I asked if everyone was going to mutiny if I called partner carries, I didn’t expect it to be nearly unanimous. I mean, I knew I could count on Ice9, but really? All of you? I offered an alternative: repeat the bear crawls. But halfway up the hill there are guys just casually moseying. Not even an exercise thrown in to dull the sting of betrayal. You should be ashamed. I should skip tagging you in the backblast.
We finished with a round of Chastain is a Jackass. I hadn’t planned it but it was deserved.
Mad Dog took us out.
Speaking of Mad Dog taking us out…between him and Deadwood they almost killed everyone with their farts. Their toots and poots. The fanny biscuits. Their spirit of Dookie Smellington. Their batches of cheese flap mushroom doodoo stew. Their air attack of bean bombers. Crack rattlers. Pants blasting juice poofs. Famous anus cookies…
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