The behemoth followed Sam into the elevator that looked like it could hold a couple of elephants. He turned to Sam and smiled, "I'm Mitch Hanburg, president of Testosterton Wrestling Association. Are you thinking of joining us?"
"Yeah, I'm new here and thought I'd look at my options."
"Well, wrestling is an excellent option for getting bigger!" remarked Mitch. "As you can see," he added, indicating his massive frame with one padded hand. "Though we have weight classes and such - don't worry, you wouldn't have to grapple me unless you want to - or you grow to my size."
"Could I ...have a look around?"
"Sure," replied Mitch, as the two stepped off the elevator. "Look, here's one of our newer members, he'll show you around. Rulan, this is.... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?"
"Sam," replied Sam affirmatively.
"Glad to meet you Sam, I'm Rulan, Rulan Gardner," the smaller but still BIG man replied.
"Rulan Gardner? Weren't you in the Olympics?" Sam asked.
"Gold medal in wrestling in 2000!" Rulan replied. "But since then I've come out AND put on a few, as you can see," he continued, his eyes sweeping down to his generous gut.
"We rescued Rulan from 'The Biggest Loser'," Mitch chimed in. "He was very unhappy then - but with our help here in Testosterton, he's come into his own."
"Yeah, to think that I went to 'The Biggest Loser' 'cause I thought 474 was too fat," Rulan mused. "Well, anyway, you want a tour, I'll give you the tour. We'll do a couple of stops, then end up in the main ring. Where do you want to begin?"
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