O, Signage of Truth and Virtue! Enter into Our Swoledom: Enter into Our Hearts!

[raced_god]

Who: Max, Captain Falcon, you?????
What: Hanging posters. Maybe some other stuff. Maybe whatever you want.
When: Week of April 21st.
Where: Around campus and also the locker rooms I guess.
Warnings: Swolitude. Tiny towels. Man talk.



The posters have sprung up overnight. Tacked to bulletin boards, plastered on lampposts--anywhere that can feasibly hold a flyer, the posters are there. The question, then, is where are they coming from? Who is putting them up?

The answer is perhaps obvious. If one pays attention, it is not difficult to find one Max Powers around campus with a stapler, one Captain Falcon following him with a stack of flyers.

One can only imagine the things that run through his head. I've saved the universe, he thinks to himself. I am the greatest racecar driver that ever lived, he thinks, with every clack of Max's stapler. I own islands.

And yet

And yet, dear reader, there they are.

Comments

[tank_rockarms]

"Uh, like, I dunno. A long time?" said Max. "At least in the last three or four years, probably, I heard it get popular."

[raced_god]

"I heard it from you," Falcon replied. But since hearing it from Max, his eyes had been opened to a whole new subculture of brohood, and probably he regretted it a lot.

[rivalsolarbeam]

"I guess it must be a bro code thing," Bulba mused out loud. He did not really hear it being used outside of the weight room himself.

"I don't know if I need more reasons to get new clothes though. I'm really sick of having to get new clothes because of getting bigger."

So many new clothes. So many. He was so sick of clothes shopping. Also of wearing clothes, to be honest, but he was well aware of how Max felt about that.

[tank_rockarms]

"I gotta buy new tank tops all the time. It ain't that bad. You just get new ones. And anyway, wearin' shirts that are too small's fun, 'cause you look super big in 'em," said the man who always looked super big no matter what he was wearing.

[rivalsolarbeam]

"I think flexing out of your shirts on accident all the time and wearing tiny shirts is how you end up with those weird muscle worshippers," Bulba observed.

[tank_rockarms]

Max opened his mouth to say something, then shut it.

[raced_god]

"That's pretty much how it happens," Falcon offered helpfully.

[tank_rockarms]

"People on the internet will turn anything into a fetish. You're famous, you probably got websites dedicated about you, where people write erotic stories about you havin' sex with Goroh," he replied. "And draw pictures. That stop you from bein' you?"

[raced_god]

Falcon was about to say something about how Max's muscle obsession was kind of a fetish, but opted to keep his mouth shut.

"Whatever you say, Max."