RIP Roger the Ripped Kangaroo

Rest Easy Brother. Next month

at Musclefest I will give you the proper sendoff. Your devotion to achieving physical perfection was second to none despite your obvious flaw of being born a kangaroo. As you might have heard before your death but for several hours now I have been trying to organize a group of tough guys to go around to do tough guy shit like get rowdy in the back of a movie theater, you would have been my first mate had you not succumbed to life’s horrible trick. Rest Easy Big Man. Say hello to Muddles, Dottie, and Ellen up there for me.