"MUSCLEBOUND BUFFOONS could be here" Weiss thought, "I've never been in this gym before. There could be MUSCLEBOUND BUFFOONS anywhere." The cold wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE MUSCLEBOUND BUFFOONS" he thought. "Hava Nagila" reverberated through his entire car making it pulsate even as the $9 soy latte circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of gymbros after dark. "With a mask, you can go anywhere you want." he said to himself, out loud.
