Posing Bodybuilding Quotes

Oh yeah, Cole?" Joey says, making the world's dopiest body-builder pose. "You like that?" "Yeah, maybe I should share a bed with you tonight," Cole says. "You can be the big spoon.

Was he made out of stone or bronze?” sniped Kaiyo. “Neither,” replied Storm. “He was a member of a special force of art historians who, near the end of World War II, risked their lives trying to prevent the Nazis from destroying thousands of years of art and culture.” “And,” added Tommy, striking a double-guns bodybuilder pose, “if anybody in this room wants to trash-talk my great-grandfather, bring it on. I am made out of stone.” “So am I,” said Kirk. “I also have buns of steel.” “Okay. Let me, uh, rephrase my warning. If anybody in this room who isn’t Kirk wants to trash-talk my great-grandfather…

Sergeant Cortez was another story, a horror story. His head was shaved and the wrong shape, flattened out on one side, where a large piece of skull had obviously been taken out. His face was very dark and seamed with wrinkles and scars. Half his left ear was missing, and his eyes were as expressive as buttons on a machine. He had a moustache-and-beard combination that looked like a skinny white caterpillar taking a lap around his mouth. On anybody else, his schoolboy smile might look pleasant, but he was about the ugliest, meanest-looking creature I'd ever seen. Still, if you didn't look at his head and considered the lower six feet or so, he could have posed as the "after" advertisement for a body-building spa. Neither Stott nor Cortez wore any ribbons. Cortez had a small pocket-laser suspended in a magnetic rig, sideways, under his left armpit. It had wooden grips that were worn smooth.