Fann geggjað ljóð á netinu um hnébeygju.. THE SQUAT Down this road, in a gym far away, a young man was heard to say, “no matter what i do, my legs won't grow” he tried leg extensions, leg curls, and leg presses , too trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do. from the corner of the gym where the big men train, through a cloud of chalk and the midst of pain where the noise is made with big forty fives, a deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees. a very big man with legs like trees....
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..
