I remember being a younger kid and thinking how gay male gymnasts were. Then as an adult I realized how fucking built you have to be to do that shit. Much respect.
I remember being a younger kid and thinking how gay male gymnasts were. Then as an adult I realized how fucking built you have to be to do that shit. Much respect.
My father told me this story about a male ballerino he knew in high school. He was a short guy, quiet. A little light in the loafers, but not a faggot.
He was picked on ruthlessly by this jock. Violently shoved into lockers and such.
One day, the little guy had enough. My father saw the jock body check the ballerino into a locker, hard- dropped all of his books and stuff. The ballerino turned, looked at the bully, and did a fucking pirouette, kicking the bully in the face. Broke his fucking jaw, had it wired shut.
My father told me this story about a male ballerino he knew in high school. He was a short guy, quiet. A *little* light in the loafers, but not a faggot.
He was picked on ruthlessly by this jock. Violently shoved into lockers and such.
One day, the little guy had enough. My father saw the jock body check the ballerino into a locker, hard- dropped all of his books and stuff. The ballerino turned, looked at the bully, and did a fucking pirouette, kicking the bully in the face. Broke his fucking jaw, had it wired shut.
Ha!
get rekt
Ha!
get rekt
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