Keith Wassung

Thought I would share a few wild and crazy bodybuilding stories and I hope others will add to this thread.


Ray Mentzer had just won the Mr. A-I think this was 1979 and was coming to town to do a seminar and guest pose at the Mr. Nebraska show. My friend, Mike and I attended the seminar in the afternoon. Ray was as about as arrogant as a man could be and most of the audience seemed disgusted by him. There was at least two of the Mr. Nebraska contestants sitting on the front row and they got up and walked out on him. After the seminar he was autographing black and white photos if you bought them for like 4 dollars. I had a nice leather autograph book that I had gotten for Christmas one year and had quite a collection of autographs in it. I stood in line waiting to get his autograph and when I handed him the book he looked at me and said, If you aint got one of my photos, I aint signing sh#%.! I was about 15 at the time and was disappointed to say the least. We go to the show that night. The winner was a guy named John Richling, who later went on and was in some of the mags and did some television work. Ray guest posed and was booed-he was big, but not in shape at all. The crowd started chanting "FAT-ASS, FAT-ASS" and he stomped off of the stage. My friend Mike says to me, he lets go back stage and see if we can see meet some of the contestants. We start wandering around the halls ( the contest was held at one of the larger high schools in Lincoln) and turned the corner and there was Ray who was steaming. Mike says something to him like-Hey, I really enjoyed your seminar today. Ray turns back to him and says "Well, I am glad you enjoyed it, because it was free, I did'nt get paid a F----- dime" ( The meet promoter, Roger Benjamin had refused to pay him because he had done such a crappy job) We passed him and walked in the opposite direction toward the double doors at the end of the hallway. Mike turns back and yells "Well maybe they would have paid you if you were'nt such a FAT-ASS" and then turned and ran for the double doors with me close behind. Ray started towards us with rage in his eyes and we hit the double doors only to discover they were locked-we were screwed bigtime. We turned back around and Ray was almost on top of us-out of shape or not, he was one big dude. He stopped when he was about 3 feet away, mutters something under his breath and turns and walks away-I guess he figured beating the crap out of two punks was not with prison time.

oh to be young and dumb again.........

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When I was about 17 or so, I went to the state bodybuilding championships and met up with a couple of lifters that I knew from contests, etc. One of the guys-his name was Alex, had a sick sense of humor. Right before the night show is ready to begin, he turns to me and another guy and says, "hey, lets go backstage, I want to say hey to a friend of mine who is competing in the heavyweights." We get back stage and Alex meets his friend and introduces us-briefly and they were just about ready to call out the lighter class for the opening line-up. Alex walks over to the center of the pump-up room, which was just off-stage off the auditorium and reaches into his jacket and pulls out a Penthouse, opens it up to the centerfold and says in a loud voice, "LOOK at the Hooters on this gal" (or something like that) Of course, guys being guys all crowd around to see and he is flipping through pages showing various pictures, etc.

All of a sudden the stage manager announces "All right guys, its time to take the stage" and as the guys start to file towards the stage, they all realize that they are sporting wood-some are popping out of their posing briefs and they are all trying to tuck themselves-as they get out on stage, the "popping" and tucking continue and most of the guys turn their backs to the audience in order to try to "relax" we saw it from the side, but I heard that the first half of the audience could clearly see what was going on. We were rolling the floor laughing.

boys will be boys

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This was about 20 years ago. I was at a Military Lifting Camp, which lasted about 8 weeks and was used to train and qualify athletes for the All Service Team.

We had two lifters, I will call them Bill and Ted, who had also competed in bodybuilding. Bill was constantly flexing, he was unable to pass any type of mirrored without doing a couple of poses. I can remember standing in line with him waiting to buy a ticket at the movies and then guy behind him has mirrored shades. Bill turns around, sees the sunglasses and begins posing into the sunglasses, which of course freaked the owner of the sunglasses out. Bill asks him to please hold still, that he will be done in a minute.

so.....One night Bill and Ted go out to a local nightclub. The rest of us are gathered in the tv lounge to watch a movie and eat. They return about 3-4 hours later with a girl. The female, who was a knockout was very drunk and was laughing and stumbling, etc. Bill and Ted had her by the arm and helped her to their room, which was a dormitory type room. They passed by the rest of us in the tv lounge. One of the superheavyweights leaves the lounge and returns with a package of Black Cat fireworks. He convinces a couple of us to accompany him to Bill and Ted's room with the intention of lighting the fireworks and throwing them into the room. We sneak down to their room and are right outside of their door. We can hear Bill and Ted arguing with one another with statements like:

"I was here first'

'Get out of my way"

"Wait your turn"

"Dude, don't push me"

"I will be done in a minute"

"No, I was here first"

this went on for a few minutes, so we know that they are fighting over the girl. We checked and discovered the door was un-locked. The plan was to crack the door open, light the fireworks, throw then in the room and then run.

We crack the door open and we see the girl sprawled out on the bed, half dressed and Bill and Ted are nowhere near her. We open the door a bit wider and there they were-with their shirts off, standing in front of the mirror, posing, and they are FIGHTING OVER WHO GETS TO POSE IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR.

we never lit the fireworks, but headed back to the lounge and laughed our heads off.

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Trick D

Lol... that is funnier than hell...


I will add one.


I was at the 2004 arnold classic fitness expo with my girlfriend and other friends. We then see mariusz pudzianowski at the Metrx boothe. Well we stood in line because he was taking pictures with fans for free. Well we waited and waited and waited until it was our turn. Then he turns around and walks away. So I yell at him and wait patiently to come back, well he doesn't. I then see that he is over by two girls talking to them in his best "english", which clearly wasn't good. I wait a good 5 minutes, and then with eyes of fire I storm across the metrx boothe and grab him by the shoulder and say "Can I get a picture" as I motion with the camera. He then storms over to us, takes the picture in the mean face he has, then turns around. I try shaking his hand and complementing him, but he storms off.

He definitely wasn't happy with me.

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Dan

LOL Keith... should that happen to me as an adult I'd trow him 4 bucks and say go buy some twinkies fat ass. And walk off with out getting a signature.. I have heard the Lou does that as well.

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