Bench Purr-ess Muscle Tank

Nine lives. One bench. Zero spotters.

She doesn't do cardio and she stopped chasing laser pointers years ago. She found the bench, put on the sunglasses, cinched the belt and pressed a bar heavier than your whole group chat. No warm-up sets, no excuses and definitely no help from the guy hovering behind the bench. The only thing she gives away is a judgmental stare. Printed big on the back, so everyone waiting for the bench knows exactly who's on it. The tank keeps the guns out where they belong.

Heavyweight print on a 4.2 oz Airlume cotton muscle tank. Crew neck, cutoff sleeves, wide armholes. Freshly printed in the USA.

Take the Joke. Leave the Ego.