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OK, I know, I look like some big scary muscle daddy. I’m Big Remy, and yeah, I’m frigging huge and cut, and I know it. I scare guys on the streets and I can’t walk into a bar without some pipsqueak dude wanting to fight me (and if it comes to that, I’m afraid I always win). It’s what happens when you weigh more than 290 pounds of raw muscle and shred down to 240 competition weight. But I’m really kind of funny guy, and really sociable when I get going. I love to flex these 23 inch biceps of mine, and I even got a collection of words I like to call them: guns, pythons, pipes, weapons of mass destruction, welcome to the gun show, tennis balls, wheels, bowling balls, cannon balls….you gotta pet name to call my biceps? Log in and tell me all about it while I flex ‘em for you.
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