If I could find the bastard, I'd gladly make a punching bag out of Javert for you. We could string him up in my basement.

Didn't need to know your alternative motives for the gym, dude. Or if you feel the need to enlighten me, then point out the ones that I'd actually appreciate, this time.
Just make sure you actually give your body as much exercise as your libido. Otherwise I will kick the shit out of you when we get to our sparring match.

Yeah, R would say that, wouldn't he. I'm going to leave that one alone.

If you did the euphemism thing, we could always make a drinking game out of it. We'd probably all get liver poisoning, but it'd be funny.