UPDATE 09/25/09 11:15: None of you fuckers commented on this post, but check out the intense debate about it going on over at Reddit.
UPDATE 09/25/09 11:23: I'm sorry I called you a fucker. You know I love you.
If you've ever been to a gym, you've met the grunter. He (for he is invariably male) is not content to demonstrate how hard he's working out purely with the muscles bulging out of his sleeveless shirt, or the strained expression on his face, or the sweat he's dripping all over the place. No, he has to announce his effort with grunts.
Unfortunately this is not an audio blog, but it sounds something like this:
UUUUNGH! [lift weight] FFFNNNG!! [lift weight] GGGRRRRMMPH!!!
Maybe he thinks it helps. If he focuses his energy with a primal howl, it will allow him to lift more weight.
But then you use the machine when he's done, and you're adding fifty pounds before silently completing your workout, and you gotta wonder what all the commotion was about.
A gym is swimming in testosterone, so you really can't blame him for allowing his animal instincts to kick in. It's not like he's Grunty McGruntsalot during more mundane, less manly activities.
But then you use the bathroom on your way out, and guess who's in the stall next to you?
SSSCRRRGH! [dribble] EEEFRRCH!! [fart] EEUURRKK!!!