So it begins….
You ever lay in bed at night angry that there are so many songs about Christmas but only one song about the boys being back in town? Same here. We are in fact back in town, a very large town. New York Christian, Arkansas Christian’s harsh, fast-walking, jaded alter-ego, has exposed the boys to his stomping ground.
This morning (at noon…), Josef and Hans experienced our first Barry’s Bootcamp session. At the onset, we were slightly put-off by the dark cave with dance music that is the studio, but our instructor rapidly changed our perception. This man was simply a 5’3 totally yoked hybrid of a movie star whose name you don’t remember and Macklemore. If being surrounded by strangers doing difficult exercises didn’t make me nervous enough, being yelled at by a perfect specimen of a man didn’t help the nerves either.
Honestly, it was awesome. Sadly, the smoothie I had afterwards tasted like leafs and protein. Then, Christian finally went to get his spare passport photos. Of course, not being domineering at all, he volunteered to go behind the desk and do everything on the computer after the as-helpful-as-the-DMV lady decided that she was leaving to go to lunch. What can this man not do?
In other news, check out the fiery drone footage we shot from Christian’s rooftop. Off to Africa mañana, and we will have some 🔥 content and pics for our loyal readers upon arrival. Who knows, maybe we might also have some dope giveaways! (Disclaimer: I’ve been instructed by our legal team to advise you that we don’t have any giveaways.)
Coming to you live:
Christian “I hope we still have friends by the end of this,” Hans “Will they wash my bras for me in Africa,” & Josef “$800 for a backpack? Is it full of money?” Braunfisch
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