PAX: Enron, Safety Valve, White Meat, Paradox, Roxbury, Honeysuckle, Duffman

AO: Tuesday Tuff, 03-24-2026

By: America’s Best

YHC contemplated lots of options for this 50th bday beatdown, but in the end, I wanted to bring it back to basics with a Dora.
As a tribute to myself, we would just do 50 reps.

The Dora would be:

20 reps of tower of power (8:1)
20 absolutions (8:1)
10 Colt 45s (45:1)

My instructions were apparently too clear, which was so unusual that Paradox and Enron had to confuse each other a little bit (and White Meat a lot) by trying to make Colt 45s mysterious.

MOT for each exercise would be
1. Maui walkers : something I accidentally made up during the infamous Maui Beatdown (see earlier reference to unclear instructions). This MOT is just a backwards walk while doing coupon curls. (It’s Maui pulling up his fishing nets and creating the islands)
2. Tin Soldiers
3. Lunge Walks
The second two MOTs were chosen because I like to kick, and stretch (and kick). I’m 50.

I thought we wouldn’t finish. I mean, that’s basically 160 merkins and 450 curls. Not to mention the absolutions.
But somehow we did. Lucky I had a few extracurriculars:

Cactus Jacks to Pizza Hut Taco Bell
Sit down on every “Pizza Hut.” Jump up in every “Taco Bell.” This was a welcome break and (as Duffman pointed out) a stark reminder of the intestinal consequences of these restaurants.

Having finished that, we still had time to listen to snippets of each song played today to see if the PAX could ID songs and artists (1 rep added for each artist and each song not known).
Thanks to Honeysuckle the PAX only ended up with 6 reps.
If you had turned on the radio on my birthday in one single year, you could have heard any of these songs. The question is: what year?
I heard Dox, immediately to my right, say, “1994… 94 was a big year for AB.”
So we started immediately to my left, and as the poor guesses rained down, Honeysuckle and Paradox continued to talk about how it’s probably 1994. No one in the rest of the circle heard them apparently, and we did six burpees each time someone else guessed the wrong year. And now there was some chatter staring just because it was after 6:00. Not my fault, gentlemen. Just get the answer right and we can all go home. Finally we got to Honeysuckle, who had already saved us so many times. I was sure we’d be done… when he guessed “1992.”
Maybe he was just leaving the glory for Dox, who correctly answered 1994.
NOW we were done, and all permitted to go home.

COT

Thanks for everything, HIMs of F3 Thibodaux. The respect is mutual.

AB