Street credibility.

Someone just called me “dawg” for the very first time!

Of course, the circumstances were that I was struggling under the weight of a third repetition of a bench press that I should never have attempted, and so he came over and spotted me and I thanked him because I would likely have been squashed like a pancake and he said “No problem dawg,” which is like saying “You are so white and stupid that the least I can do is regale you with slang because you’re the gym equivalent of a charity case.”

But that’s splitting hairs. The point is, I was called “dawg.” I think it’s safe to say that I exude badassedness.