Just finished a workout that left me fucking starving. Had to stop at the grocery store on the way home. You ever stand in the meat aisle and just get lost in the texture? All that firm, raw potential. Makes you think about what else needs to be pounded into submission. Picked up some thick steaks and a bottle of expensive lube. Two things that require a good, hard thrust to be truly appreciated. Tonight's about preparation. Getting everything ready for the main course. Some things need to be tenderized before they're ready for a real man.