Comments by "Thump Er the Sweaty Fat Guy" (@SweatyFatGuy) on "Masculinity Is Now For SALE" video.
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I grew up on a farm. Lifting heavy stuff all day at certain times of the year, hay bales and irrigation pipe all summer, firewood, snow and livestock feed all winter. I wrestled in high school and later in the US military. If something needed done and we didn't know how, we learned how to do it.
There was no need for anything like this little crawling in wet dirt silliness. My entire life I have laughed at the smugness of these soft hands types looking down their nose at me, as if they are superior to me. Sure, they might make more money, but thats the only area where they're ahead of me.
I see them often, driving in the car their wife approves of, looking at my car in traffic with that look.. That look of a man behind a fence looking at the world he cannot get to. The look of a man who is told what to do by his overbearing wife, as he longs for an old muscle car like I have. I built my car, he would rather watch TV in the evenings than cut rusty panels out and weld in new ones, or rebuild transmissions and engines. He would pay someone to do all of that stuff, and his wife won't allow that.
They are Lester Burnham at the beginning of the movie "American Beauty" but think they are Colonel Fitz who lives next door. Sell the Camry, buy the Firebird and lift heavy stuff.
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@Tony-lk6sn Grew up on a farm in the 70s and 80s, wrestled in high school. When I graduated in 1987 I weighed 170lbs and could bench press 265lbs, I am 5'8" and that strength came from the work I did on the farm.
In 1988 I enlisted in the US military, at that point I could bench 330lbs because of the jobs I did, construction, agriculture, etc. In 1990 I was at the base, doing the most work, in the duty section doing the most work, during the airlift for Desert Shield/Storm. Came away from that being able to bench over 500lbs. You could say it was a physically demanding job moving cargo.
The 92 budget cuts put me in the civ world again, so I got jobs as a machinist/CNC prog, started a business repairing vehicles on the side. All the factory jobs went to Mexico in the late 90s so my CNC job and the repair customers dried up. I had a wife and two kids with a mortgage at that point.
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@Tony-lk6sn what have I done? Well... since you asked and did not bother to click my name to get an idea.. I will inform you.
Grew up on a farm in the 70s and 80s, wrestled in high school. When I graduated in 1987 I weighed 170lbs and could bench press 265lbs, I am 5'8" and that strength came from the work I did on the farm.
In 1988 I enlisted in the US military, at that point I could bench 330lbs because of the jobs I did, construction, agriculture, etc. In 1990 I was at the base, doing the most work, in the duty section doing the most work, during the airlift for Desert Shield/Storm. Came away from that being able to bench over 500lbs. You could say it was a physically demanding job moving cargo.
The 92 budget cuts put me in the civ world again, so I got jobs as a machinist/CNC prog, started a business repairing vehicles on the side. All the factory jobs went to Mexico in the late 90s so my CNC job and the repair customers dried up. I had a wife and two kids with a mortgage at that point.
So I enlisted again in 2000. I was deployed to Kuwait in September 2001. Went to Korea in 2002, came back in 2003 to the base doing the entirety of airlift for OIF/OEF, in the duty section doing the most work once again. My 2004 deployment had me loading cargo on planes single handed, 35 years old pushing 2000 to 10,000lb pallets on planes while the air crew stood around and watched. To get an idea, put two F150s bumper to bumper in a parking lot, put them in neutral, and push them from one end to the other all day.
That was my job, heavy lifting and lots of math.
That 04 trip destroyed both knees, hips, ankles, one shoulder, and one wrist. I live in pain now. Got out in 2005.
2005 to 2013 I spent barely able to walk, then the second wife decided to leave for a real winnar of a guy. Both my wives chose poorly.
In September '13 I bought my land, 13 acres of woods, an old hunting camp and started building a home for myself. In 2015 I got a building loan, built my 32x48x12 shop with a 5" concrete floor and lift for my vehicles, and a simple 20x24 shipping container house made from three of them. Cost me a bit over $30k.
Yes my crippled ass built my home and shop using the trees I cleared from my land to do it. In 2019 I rebuild my home to its current form, two story with a loft, 1050 sqft. The rebuild cost me $5k initially and yeah I did the work, hired two guys to help me put the roof up. Been finishing the house ever since, its very comfortable in here.
What else? Well I take rusty heaps of old muscle cars, and rebuild them into nice daily drivers with lots of power. GTOs and other Pontiacs mainly, but also some others, including trucks. I do everything, paint, body, interior, engines, transmissions, electrical, glass, EVERYTHING. You can see the cars I built by clicking my name on here. You can see the ones I am going to build too, this is what I do for fun.
Also I produce ethanol fuel to run my vehicles. Have been working on ways to heat my home for less money as well. I make the fuel from cattails, use methane I produce to heat the boilers and run the stills, so my fuel costs me between ten and forty cents a gallon, and I can run it with high compression and high boost. Its way better than pump gas, makes a ton of power.
When I wrestled, 3/4 of my wins were pins, I brutalized kids who got on the mat with me, broke one kid's arm, two kids ribs, and KO'd another. I was not pinned ever in high school, and all my losses were by one or two points save for one. A 4 year state champ who head butted me then got a 5 point move to put him ahead of me in points. He nearly knocked me out, two black eyes, nose bleeding profusely, we plugged my nose and I kept going seeing double and stars.
That is the highlights of a relatively rough life, oh and I KO'd my dad with a half power hit on his sternum when I was 16, I'd had enough beatings from him, and he found out the hard way. Nearly ended my older brother that same year, body slammed him three times on the sidewalk and concrete steps of our farmhouse one morning before school.
He is the reason I have lived with PTSD since I was 8 or 9. War felt like going home, and I downplayed the military part, leaving a lot out because this is long enough.
TL;DR. Two wars, combatsports, build and race muscle cars, built my home, and can lift VERY heavy things as well as do things that require a high intellect.
Your turn.
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@Tony-lk6sn So I enlisted again in 2000. I was deployed to Kuwait in September 2001. Went to Korea in 2002, came back in 2003 to the base doing the entirety of airlift for OIF/OEF, in the duty section doing the most work once again. My 2004 deployment had me loading cargo on planes single handed, 35 years old pushing 2000 to 10,000lb pallets on planes while the air crew stood around and watched. To get an idea, put two F150s bumper to bumper in a parking lot, put them in neutral, and push them from one end to the other all day.
That was my job, heavy lifting and lots of math.
That 04 trip destroyed both knees, hips, ankles, one shoulder, and one wrist. I live in pain now. Got out in 2005.
2005 to 2013 I spent barely able to walk, then the second wife decided to leave for a real winnar of a guy. Both my wives chose poorly.
In September '13 I bought my land, 13 acres of woods, an old hunting camp and started building a home for myself. In 2015 I got a building loan, built my 32x48x12 shop with a 5" concrete floor and lift for my vehicles, and a simple 20x24 shipping container house made from three of them. Cost me a bit over $30k.
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@Tony-lk6sn Yes, despite being crippled, I built my home and shop using the trees I cleared from my land to do it. In 2019 I rebuild my home to its current form, two story with a loft, 1050 sqft. The rebuild cost me $5k initially and yeah I did the work, hired two guys to help me put the roof up. Been finishing the house ever since, its very comfortable in here.
What else? Well I take rusty heaps of old muscle cars, and rebuild them into nice daily drivers with lots of power. GTOs and other Pontiacs mainly, but also some others, including trucks. I do everything, paint, body, interior, engines, transmissions, electrical, glass, EVERYTHING. You can see the cars I built by clicking my name on here. You can see the ones I am going to build too, this is what I do for fun.
Also I produce ethanol fuel to run my vehicles. Have been working on ways to heat my home for less money as well. I make the fuel from cattails, use methane I produce to heat the boilers and run the stills, so my fuel costs me between ten and forty cents a gallon, and I can run it with high compression and high boost. Its way better than pump gas, makes a ton of power.
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@Tony-lk6sn When I wrestled, 3/4 of my wins were pins, I brutalized kids who got on the mat with me, broke one kid's arm, two kids ribs, and KO'd another. I was not pinned ever in high school, and all my losses were by one or two points save for one. A 4 year state champ who head butted me then got a 5 point move to put him ahead of me in points. He nearly knocked me out, two black eyes, nose bleeding profusely, we plugged my nose and I kept going seeing double and stars.
That is the highlights of a relatively rough life, oh and I KO'd my dad with a half power hit on his sternum when I was 16, I'd had enough beatings from him, and he found out the hard way. Nearly ended my older brother that same year, body slammed him three times on the sidewalk and concrete steps of our farmhouse one morning before school.
He is the reason I have lived with PTSD since I was 8 or 9. War felt like going home, and I downplayed the military part, leaving a lot out because this is long enough.
TL;DR. Two wars, combatsports, build and race muscle cars, built my home, and can lift VERY heavy things as well as do things that require a high intellect.
Your turn.
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