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Sometimes I wonder, sittin’ here flexin’ my pecs—what’s it like, really? Gotta be tough, gotta be fearless. I’d tip my hat, say, “You’re shiny and chrome, sister!” They’re out there, doin’ what they do, and I ain’t judgin’. Hustle’s hustle—end of story. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go bench press a truck and yell “Can you smell what The Rock is cookin’?”—‘cause that’s how I roll!