i worked out at eriks gargage once. that place has an incredible atmosphere of manly testosterone and energy. i was a beast. i was a a machine. but i got tooo buff and i couldnt fit through the door, even the door you drive the car out of, i was just that buff. had to stay there and wait for my muscles to atrophy subsisting only on thin vegetable soup and any ants i could catch and eat. i was stuck in there for 3 weeks and erik kept driving his stupid little go kart around honking the little horn and crashing into me over and over.