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Hoping for the best for your Dad. Sounds like a great man.
Hoping for the best for your Dad. Sounds like a great man.
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It can stop for you, if you need it to. Horny gorillas will always be here to buy shit from you. Take whatever time you need with your old man.But work doesn’t stop for nobody.
Hoping the best for you and your dad, man. Take the time you need to focus on that right now! That's far more important. I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say that and we definitely appreciate the consistency you and your team have provided.Been a little quiet, brothers. Not because we don’t love y’all, but because we’re head-down getting orders out and taking care of you the best we can. We’ve been bobbing and weaving through this raws mess, and honestly I think we’ve held it together… but damn, we blew up at the most chaotic time. Blessing and a curse, and we’re still here swinging.
I didn’t plan to write this, but it’s been sitting on my chest all week. My dad’s in the hospital. The kind of room that hums even when everyone is quiet. Machines blink like little lighthouses and you pretend the beeps mean “he’s okay” because it’s easier than asking.
He’s always been the steady one. Not loud, not flashy, just there. The guy who fixed things without announcing it, who taught me that real strength is showing up even when no one’s clapping. When I started this whole thing, he didn’t give me a speech. He handed me a look that said, “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” That look is the reason I’m allergic to shortcuts and why we obsess over making things right for you guys.
Seeing him in that bed does something to your insides. Time slows down and speeds up at the same time. You notice tiny stuff, like how he still squeezes your hand twice, same as when you were a kid. How the nurses speak in soft code. How your own heartbeat is louder than you ever realized.
I step outside between visits and answer messages, pack orders, triple-check labels because that’s what he taught me. Handle your business. Care for your people. Keep your word. If I’m a little off, if replies are slower, if I’m not cracking as many jokes. it’s because part of me is sitting at his bedside, counting those blinks and hoping for one more good day.
But work doesn’t stop for nobody. Love you guys!
Sorry to hear this. It’s a hard spot to be in. I’m sure he finds it very comforting each time you visit. Wish you both the best.Been a little quiet, brothers. Not because we don’t love y’all, but because we’re head-down getting orders out and taking care of you the best we can. We’ve been bobbing and weaving through this raws mess, and honestly I think we’ve held it together… but damn, we blew up at the most chaotic time. Blessing and a curse, and we’re still here swinging.
I didn’t plan to write this, but it’s been sitting on my chest all week. My dad’s in the hospital. The kind of room that hums even when everyone is quiet. Machines blink like little lighthouses and you pretend the beeps mean “he’s okay” because it’s easier than asking.
He’s always been the steady one. Not loud, not flashy, just there. The guy who fixed things without announcing it, who taught me that real strength is showing up even when no one’s clapping. When I started this whole thing, he didn’t give me a speech. He handed me a look that said, “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” That look is the reason I’m allergic to shortcuts and why we obsess over making things right for you guys.
Seeing him in that bed does something to your insides. Time slows down and speeds up at the same time. You notice tiny stuff, like how he still squeezes your hand twice, same as when you were a kid. How the nurses speak in soft code. How your own heartbeat is louder than you ever realized.
I step outside between visits and answer messages, pack orders, triple-check labels because that’s what he taught me. Handle your business. Care for your people. Keep your word. If I’m a little off, if replies are slower, if I’m not cracking as many jokes. it’s because part of me is sitting at his bedside, counting those blinks and hoping for one more good day.
But work doesn’t stop for nobody. Love you guys!
That was beautiful and sad all in one. Read it to my girlfriend, she said you should be a writer. I have been there. I lost my father right after high school. He died in my arms of a heart attack. I didn't get to say goodbye. I didn't get to have one more good day. You are blessed. More than you know. I know we are just people over a screen sharing a common interest, but if you ever need anything, anything at all. Reach out, and don't hesitate.Been a little quiet, brothers. Not because we don’t love y’all, but because we’re head-down getting orders out and taking care of you the best we can. We’ve been bobbing and weaving through this raws mess, and honestly I think we’ve held it together… but damn, we blew up at the most chaotic time. Blessing and a curse, and we’re still here swinging.
I didn’t plan to write this, but it’s been sitting on my chest all week. My dad’s in the hospital. The kind of room that hums even when everyone is quiet. Machines blink like little lighthouses and you pretend the beeps mean “he’s okay” because it’s easier than asking.
He’s always been the steady one. Not loud, not flashy, just there. The guy who fixed things without announcing it, who taught me that real strength is showing up even when no one’s clapping. When I started this whole thing, he didn’t give me a speech. He handed me a look that said, “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” That look is the reason I’m allergic to shortcuts and why we obsess over making things right for you guys.
Seeing him in that bed does something to your insides. Time slows down and speeds up at the same time. You notice tiny stuff, like how he still squeezes your hand twice, same as when you were a kid. How the nurses speak in soft code. How your own heartbeat is louder than you ever realized.
I step outside between visits and answer messages, pack orders, triple-check labels because that’s what he taught me. Handle your business. Care for your people. Keep your word. If I’m a little off, if replies are slower, if I’m not cracking as many jokes. it’s because part of me is sitting at his bedside, counting those blinks and hoping for one more good day.
But work doesn’t stop for nobody. Love you guys!
I am very sorry to hear this my friend. Make the most of every precious minute with him. None of this other stuff matters. Everything will still be here.Been a little quiet, brothers. Not because we don’t love y’all, but because we’re head-down getting orders out and taking care of you the best we can. We’ve been bobbing and weaving through this raws mess, and honestly I think we’ve held it together… but damn, we blew up at the most chaotic time. Blessing and a curse, and we’re still here swinging.
I didn’t plan to write this, but it’s been sitting on my chest all week. My dad’s in the hospital. The kind of room that hums even when everyone is quiet. Machines blink like little lighthouses and you pretend the beeps mean “he’s okay” because it’s easier than asking.
He’s always been the steady one. Not loud, not flashy, just there. The guy who fixed things without announcing it, who taught me that real strength is showing up even when no one’s clapping. When I started this whole thing, he didn’t give me a speech. He handed me a look that said, “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” That look is the reason I’m allergic to shortcuts and why we obsess over making things right for you guys.
Seeing him in that bed does something to your insides. Time slows down and speeds up at the same time. You notice tiny stuff, like how he still squeezes your hand twice, same as when you were a kid. How the nurses speak in soft code. How your own heartbeat is louder than you ever realized.
I step outside between visits and answer messages, pack orders, triple-check labels because that’s what he taught me. Handle your business. Care for your people. Keep your word. If I’m a little off, if replies are slower, if I’m not cracking as many jokes. it’s because part of me is sitting at his bedside, counting those blinks and hoping for one more good day.
But work doesn’t stop for nobody. Love you guys!
Anyone ever use the supp company Chaos and Pain? Just curious
I saw something in this thread that reminded me of them so just curious.Which product, specifically?
By going on a cursory view of their website: ridiculously overpriced for blends with a lot of ingredients that don't do shit
For example, their sleep product is underdosed in anything effective except theanine (melatonin is questionable), and loaded with a lot of BS ingredients
Like everyone else has said take the time for family especially if it’s that serious of a situation. We all understand that fasmily comes first and I’m sure no one will bitch or complain about you taking a hiatus for a little bit if needed. Hope everything turns around for the best. Don’t know if you’re a religious guy but just have hope I’ve seen some crazy comebacks from my time working in the hospital. Best wishes.Been a little quiet, brothers. Not because we don’t love y’all, but because we’re head-down getting orders out and taking care of you the best we can. We’ve been bobbing and weaving through this raws mess, and honestly I think we’ve held it together… but damn, we blew up at the most chaotic time. Blessing and a curse, and we’re still here swinging.
I didn’t plan to write this, but it’s been sitting on my chest all week. My dad’s in the hospital. The kind of room that hums even when everyone is quiet. Machines blink like little lighthouses and you pretend the beeps mean “he’s okay” because it’s easier than asking.
He’s always been the steady one. Not loud, not flashy, just there. The guy who fixed things without announcing it, who taught me that real strength is showing up even when no one’s clapping. When I started this whole thing, he didn’t give me a speech. He handed me a look that said, “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” That look is the reason I’m allergic to shortcuts and why we obsess over making things right for you guys.
Seeing him in that bed does something to your insides. Time slows down and speeds up at the same time. You notice tiny stuff, like how he still squeezes your hand twice, same as when you were a kid. How the nurses speak in soft code. How your own heartbeat is louder than you ever realized.
I step outside between visits and answer messages, pack orders, triple-check labels because that’s what he taught me. Handle your business. Care for your people. Keep your word. If I’m a little off, if replies are slower, if I’m not cracking as many jokes. it’s because part of me is sitting at his bedside, counting those blinks and hoping for one more good day.
But work doesn’t stop for nobody. Love you guys!
This is such a sad truth. What makes is sad is the fact that bloodwork has become so cheap, accessible and private compared to a decade ago. You can check your basic trt labs for $60. If $60 is too much to protect yourself from gyno, hair loss and eds issues.. you dont want to imagine the amount youll have to spend on caber, hair topicals, ed pills, prolactin and supplements to get reverse the damage (if your lucky to do so).
Thoughts and prayers for your pops.I love you guys, truly. From the bottom of my fucking heart. You’ve changed my life, and my family’s, forever.
My brother and I just got back home. We’ll be in the lab first thing in the morning getting orders out. If I haven’t answered your email yet, I will within the next 30 minutes.
Pops wouldn’t want us sulking or making excuses. He’s stable right now. We’ll handle what needs to be handled, then be right back at his side.
Halo and MENT landed btw. I know a lot of our guys need it. We’ll send it out for testing ASAP (tomorrow for sure). But for the guys that don’t want to wait - do you want to order via the site or keep it email only? Let us know.
Yeah I’ve always been a big Sixers fan. You should watch his 30/30.Anyone familiar with AI round here?
Emailed you about the MENT yesterday.I love you guys, truly. From the bottom of my fucking heart. You’ve changed my life, and my family’s, forever.
My brother and I just got back home. We’ll be in the lab first thing in the morning getting orders out. If I haven’t answered your email yet, I will within the next 30 minutes.
Pops wouldn’t want us sulking or making excuses. He’s stable right now. We’ll handle what needs to be handled, then be right back at his side.
Halo and MENT landed btw. I know a lot of our guys need it. We’ll send it out for testing ASAP (tomorrow for sure). But for the guys that don’t want to wait - do you want to order via the site or keep it email only? Let us know.
Only harder since they took down SSA and SRY but left the peptide companies alone.Yes! Actively working on it.
No but going to send that in and a few other things soon. SEMAX, AOD, Ezetimibe etc.
Soon we will have 100% of our products tested at all times! But I wish you guys would see how it feels trying to get raws. Actually I have the perfect gif…
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