Bobrebooted
New Member
Figured I’d stop lurking and finally introduce myself before I start firing off dumb questions that make you wonder how I haven’t Darwin-Awarded myself yet.
Quick backstory: once upon a time, I was carrying so much weight on my 5’2” frame that I was basically built like a tank — just one that ran on fast food instead of diesel. I’ve since dropped about 75 pounds and found out there was actually some muscle hiding under all that insulation (still a work in progress, but at least my dick stopped playing peek-a-boo).
These days I’m on TRT, which is basically a prescription to feel like a younger, hornier, slightly dumber version of my 52 year old self. Luckily, I still have a head of thick hair — which feels unfair, considering most of my body has been through the wringer, but I’ll take the win.
I might be fun-sized, but my ego lifts full-sized weights. I’m here to learn, ask questions, and laugh at myself along the way. Expect the occasional R-rated joke, because life’s too short to be serious — and if I can’t roast myself, who else is gonna get the job done?
Looking forward to picking your brains (and probably regretting half the replies).
Cheers,
Bobrebooted
Quick backstory: once upon a time, I was carrying so much weight on my 5’2” frame that I was basically built like a tank — just one that ran on fast food instead of diesel. I’ve since dropped about 75 pounds and found out there was actually some muscle hiding under all that insulation (still a work in progress, but at least my dick stopped playing peek-a-boo).
These days I’m on TRT, which is basically a prescription to feel like a younger, hornier, slightly dumber version of my 52 year old self. Luckily, I still have a head of thick hair — which feels unfair, considering most of my body has been through the wringer, but I’ll take the win.
I might be fun-sized, but my ego lifts full-sized weights. I’m here to learn, ask questions, and laugh at myself along the way. Expect the occasional R-rated joke, because life’s too short to be serious — and if I can’t roast myself, who else is gonna get the job done?
Looking forward to picking your brains (and probably regretting half the replies).
Cheers,
Bobrebooted
