The International Arm Wrestling championships

The International Arm Wrestling championships were starting in a couple minutes, and big Joe needed a pick me up, so he

asked his trainer Miyagi to grind up some of the Wasabi beans he'd brought along. Normally he snorted them but today he

would take it like a suppository. Aside from cleaning out his system it would help him reach enlightenment. But Miyagi

wasn't in a "wax-on, wax-off" kind of mood today. He decided to take it intravenously. Strapping the belt to his arm,

he pulled the strap tight, veins bulging. Or were those his arteries? Injecting nitroglycerin might not be the best

have known what to use. Scanning the shelves his eyes caught hold of the "Gold Bond". Remembering his Grampa always

Said "never sleep with a big girl who smells like Gold Bond because her inner thighs will be all chaffed up, looking

like chunky peanut butter

for the first time in his life.