>Grace was a big gay icon, so we went to a lot of the clubs. We knew Andy and all the designers, and Michael Jackson and David Bowie
>Instead, Lundgren found himself at the centre of one of New York’s most romanticised periods. He dabbled in modelling but was too tall and big for most gigs. He earned a basic wage alongside Chazz Palminteri as a bouncer on the door of Manhattan’s Limelight Club. By night, he hung out with Keith Haring, Iman and Steve Rubell. By morning, Jones would bring back as many as five girls for group sex, an activity he describes as “exhausting"
>not having a black goddes gf that brings you 5 girls for group sex every morning
Why even live
Also, didn’t knew that he knew Keith Harring. Pretty based ngl
On your knees, bucko. Someone shoulda broke you a long, long time ago. I have nary met a buck I can't break with this here long and mighty dingus! I tell ye back in aught-4 I met a real mean one. He had big, air stealing nostrils, monstrous, boot lips, muscles that rippled under his cobalt skin so it’d look like a nest’a snakes as he’d be twisting here and yonder. T’was an older gentleman, the owner d’ye ken?, that had hired me to break this particular buck. Was some half-dozen breakers what had tried and failed! I tracked this moon cricket, this big-assed baboon, by fallerin’ the sounds of his impressive proud buttocks, clapping as he capered to and fro on the western half of yon gentleman’s land. There he be, proud as a damn peawiener, black slave’s body framed by yon settin’ sun, just begging to be broke. I approached from the east, heading westerly way. Took him unawares as he were sat alone out front a shack, mending a loincloth or some such. Knocking him to his glistening buttocks produced a thund’rus CLAP, and I mounted from the front. I tell ye boy, but that buck began to FIGHT! This unbroken, proud Black was ornery I tell ye, but I ain't ne'er been denied, d'ya ken it? I had my wiener out in an instant as he scrambled onto his black belly and began ta’ wrigglin’ this way and that. And bucko did he began to wail! As loud as prairie lightning he were. This buck could tell the breaking was coming, could tell his time was up, and I tell ye, he did BUCK. This obstinate cur could turn on a dime and give ye some change! I tell ye as the winds were my witness, he were a right sunfish, struggling and flopping as he did, gyrating his unbroken black anus and dodging my breaker man’s meat. But he broke, and I finished the job. D’ye ken? That buck broke. Say sorry, boy. But they all break. By the lord Jesus and his snowy white pappy, now say hallelujah, boy, you'll break, too!
Is there any evidence he's actually that smart? Lots of midwits do well in school but can't hack it in the real world so having a degree doesn't mean much
Castro was an heavy weight boxer in his youth and a very tall guy in general. He was also as based as you can get for a commie, hating Black folk and gays and killing them, which is very based.
correct
how do i live with the fact that no matter how much a girl loves me, if someone like that walks up to her he could easily steal her
Then she doesn’t love you.
Bruh it's not like there's a Dolph Lundgren lurking around behind every corner. Also this
>it's not like there's a Dolph Lundgren lurking around behind every corner.
>He doesn't know
frick off racist nazis
Didn't Dolph frick a black chick?
>tfw even the blonde ubermensch isn't immune to jungle fever
One known, grace jones
>Grace was a big gay icon, so we went to a lot of the clubs. We knew Andy and all the designers, and Michael Jackson and David Bowie
>Instead, Lundgren found himself at the centre of one of New York’s most romanticised periods. He dabbled in modelling but was too tall and big for most gigs. He earned a basic wage alongside Chazz Palminteri as a bouncer on the door of Manhattan’s Limelight Club. By night, he hung out with Keith Haring, Iman and Steve Rubell. By morning, Jones would bring back as many as five girls for group sex, an activity he describes as “exhausting"
>not having a black goddes gf that brings you 5 girls for group sex every morning
Why even live
Also, didn’t knew that he knew Keith Harring. Pretty based ngl
Grace jones is literally the only reason anyone knows who dolph is
On your knees, bucko. Someone shoulda broke you a long, long time ago. I have nary met a buck I can't break with this here long and mighty dingus! I tell ye back in aught-4 I met a real mean one. He had big, air stealing nostrils, monstrous, boot lips, muscles that rippled under his cobalt skin so it’d look like a nest’a snakes as he’d be twisting here and yonder. T’was an older gentleman, the owner d’ye ken?, that had hired me to break this particular buck. Was some half-dozen breakers what had tried and failed! I tracked this moon cricket, this big-assed baboon, by fallerin’ the sounds of his impressive proud buttocks, clapping as he capered to and fro on the western half of yon gentleman’s land. There he be, proud as a damn peawiener, black slave’s body framed by yon settin’ sun, just begging to be broke. I approached from the east, heading westerly way. Took him unawares as he were sat alone out front a shack, mending a loincloth or some such. Knocking him to his glistening buttocks produced a thund’rus CLAP, and I mounted from the front. I tell ye boy, but that buck began to FIGHT! This unbroken, proud Black was ornery I tell ye, but I ain't ne'er been denied, d'ya ken it? I had my wiener out in an instant as he scrambled onto his black belly and began ta’ wrigglin’ this way and that. And bucko did he began to wail! As loud as prairie lightning he were. This buck could tell the breaking was coming, could tell his time was up, and I tell ye, he did BUCK. This obstinate cur could turn on a dime and give ye some change! I tell ye as the winds were my witness, he were a right sunfish, struggling and flopping as he did, gyrating his unbroken black anus and dodging my breaker man’s meat. But he broke, and I finished the job. D’ye ken? That buck broke. Say sorry, boy. But they all break. By the lord Jesus and his snowy white pappy, now say hallelujah, boy, you'll break, too!
He also has a high IQ.
>tall
>handsome
>jacked
>160+ IQ
I can't argue. He really is an ubermensch.
Is there any evidence he's actually that smart? Lots of midwits do well in school but can't hack it in the real world so having a degree doesn't mean much
He went to MIT. You don’t make it there just by being a good student. Thinking otherwise is cope
>He went to MIT.
maybe for a short visit, but he did not study there.
sloots were more important to him.
He got a scholarship to go there but didn't do it. He got the bachelors in Sweden and
masters Australia
The best swedish universities aren't like the top ivy league schools but midwits don't tend to be able to get degrees there if they manage to get in
He's probably not a genius, but smarter than the average guy for sure.
>Is dating some young sloot the age of his daughter.
he really is chad
Humanity really fricked up by not making more copies of him through eugenics programs.
can someone remind me again why we haven't done eugenics program with this guy?
The Trips of Truth
Those are some kickass converse shoes, I wish I could find them in my local shoe store
Castro was an heavy weight boxer in his youth and a very tall guy in general. He was also as based as you can get for a commie, hating Black folk and gays and killing them, which is very based.
and now his son is a huge homosexual and ruining a whole country
Dolf was probably juicing but agreed, this is the best body a full natty in the top 50% of the gene pool could achieve with a lifetime of effort.
This ain't achievable natty, especially for a 6'5 guy, you delusional moron.
The stupid manlet pepperoni had to win of course because “muh evil is bigger” cliche
>roider mad he can't cheat to victory
nah it was actually accurate
>This ain't achievable natty
post natty limit then
now post the one where hes guts
>this is peak human
no that isn't
No that's a woman
How can I ever cope that people like this exist in this world and I am not one of them?
My frame isn't too far off from his, except I have no muscle and am fat. I'll look so good when I'm finally fit