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Whenever you're ready, okay?
God, this is so stupid.
No, it's not. It's great.
Listen, this is gonna turn out perfect. This is the way it's supposed to be.
With... Yeah, that's fuckin'...
No. Yeah. Yeah.
Rumor has it somebody in the tribe's been cheatin'!
We're gonna find out who!
Chicken, what's your excuse?
- Lean protein! - Bacon.
- This is the best I've looked. - Steak.
- Nice and rare. - Eggs.
- Protein every morning. - Soda.
I'm a diet, sir!
What did you say? Diet?
My .308 says otherwise.
You got ten seconds to get your no-good, diet, subprimal ass
the fuck outta here.
One, two...
ten!
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- Yeah, yeah, boy! -
- This is so stupid and gay. - You know Tropic Thunder?
Where Robert Downey Jr. says, "Never go full retard"?
- We just did it. - Yep.
But look at who's saying that. I mean, I guess my deal is
the only way to go is full.
Liver is king!
- Why eat vegetables when you can... - Eat testicles!
An influencer known as the so-called Liver King...
- Liver King! - Liver King.
- Liver King. - Liver King.
His whole shtick is if you just eat the stuff he eats,
including animal organs, you could get the big muscles that he has.
His diet. Liver, eggs, maple syrup, and testes.
- You eat balls? - Lots of balls.
You ever ate a penis?
Lots of penises.
You eat vagina?
I've been working out for the last 35 years.
The last 15 of those years, I've been living an ancestral lifestyle.
If I can do it, you can do it.
And you can start to tap into your potential
and express the best version of yourself.
- Yo. You saved my life, bro. - Oh, my man.
You're in buff shape. I'm trying to be like you.
Yo, you inspire me so much, bro.
He said, "I want a million followers."
In one year, he had millions following his mantra, "Liver is king."
Liver is king!
And... so the story was born.
He rapidly became a massive star online.
He's the muscle Andrew Tate, and people are buying into it.
- - Oh, yeah, yeah, boy!
I follow Liver King.
- I like the dude. - His philosophy's pretty interesting.
I think he's entertaining.
Yeah!
Give me your liver, bitch!
Can you guess what's for dinner?
This is the way. The ancestral way.
I think one question I do have is, "What defines 'ancestral'?"
Is this carnivore diet good?
Is it terrible? Is it fake?
He has invited a lot of "natty or not" discussions.
A bunch of primals keep asking if Liver King is natty or not.
This guy expects us to believe he's natural.
The Liver King thing drives me nuts 'cause that guy's on steroids.
Again, for the record, I've never taken steroids.
I don't think he's natural.
He does not take drugs. He does not do steroids.
People would come to me and say, "Bro, come on. He's on steroids."
I would say, "No, he's not."
He told all of us, "No."
Think if I was on steroids, I would have these appendages down here?
Do you see how fucking little my fuckin' legs are?
Fucking hell.
The message that Liver King is preaching is actually a great one.
- Is it, though? - He's one of these people you'd trust.
Be honest.
Because you have a huge community of people that are following you.
Leaked emails, blood test results, and it is shocking, to say the least.
People always ask me, "How do you stay so fit?"
Who is Liver King?
What everybody is interested in, and why we're here, is, like...
"What the fuck happened?"
- One of these people you'd trust. - Lying.
I don't think he gave a fuck.
Did you mislead people?
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When you get to the dick, every single time, though, it's like,
"Oh God, the dick." Like...
You just gotta get right past the fucking dick.
That's why I'm pausing. I'm buying time right now.
- God, the dick. -
The fuckin' dick.
My name is Brian Johnson. You might know me as the Liver King.
I used to hate my fucking life, and now I've made my fucking fortune.
Good mornin', primals!
How was your workout?
It was all right.
It was harder 'cause I'd tooken the last few days off.
I know. That's why I was askin'.
If I've done around 600 or 700 push-ups before dinner,
then I'll get about 300 before going to bed.
So about 1,000 push-ups a day is my goal.
This is what I want to encourage people to do.
You don't have to do ten minutes like me.
You could do three or do one max-effort set.
I guarantee you have the time.
You know, you just got to figure out a way to carve it out, fit it in.
You know what? I could be stoked on how I look,
and if I don't feel good, that doesn't mean anything.
So, you'll see, I... I do more of this for my head.
And so, that... that's whatever I need to deal with.
And I know that there's shit to unpack. Trust me, I know.
I grew up in San Antonio, Texas.
My dad died when I was younger.
Philip Johnson.
He was a veterinarian who was practicing in the Air Force.
You're gonna lose your dad at one or two, you never knew him.
You're not gonna have that model of a man
to be able to connect you to what it is that a fucking man is to begin with.
My mom just says the most beautiful things about him.
My older brother, I just wanted to be like him.
You know, growin' up, that's all I wanted.
He's tall. He's big. He had underarm hair, you know?
He could grow a mustache already.
The girls liked him, and the guys wanted to hang out with him, you know?
No one wanted to hang out with me.
Man, I was a runt.
I was little Brian.
Then I would go to the mirror, just start to study what I'd need to do.
"How can I change... to change this?"
- - And so, I went to the gym.
And got strong.
I remember the sounds.
It's fucking clanging and banging. Nonstop rattle.
And you're hearin' the grunts.
The smell of Bengay.
It was like the most beautiful fuckin' playground.
There's a million ways to fuck yourself over.
Everyone took me in, showed me around,
would spot me, tell me what I was doing wrong.
I felt like a part of the club.
Oh, I didn't even realize how much time I spent in that gym.
As a kid, I spent all of my extra time in that gym.
Let me tell you a story you won't fucking believe.
My first fucking time I ever came in my life
was on a bench press.
- I swear to God. -
Probably turns out that I probably needed to come a long time ago,
but I'm fuckin' benching, man, and I felt it comin' on,
and I couldn't fuckin' believe it.
Oh, I figured out what masturbation was after that, man.
"How do I get that back?"
'Cause I knew what the vision was for me and my physique.
That was gonna get sculpted.
I saw Schwarzenegger. I couldn't believe it.
Warrior.
Conan the fuckin' Barbarian .
Thief.
It was the most aesthetic, beautiful, perfect thing I had ever seen.
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But Rambo First fuckin' Blood .
I could've killed them all.
Oh, fuck. Like... It reminded me a lot of myself.
There was an opening of light, and it was those movies.
I really needed some hope.
'Cause watching those movies,
they were the best fucking closest thing I probably had to a dad.
I made the exact man,
the savage fucking king that I always wanted to be.
I could be my hero.
Y'all are lucky to have shoes.
I'm Rad Ical Johnson, and, uh, I'm 15.
I just like working out, really. I mean, I know it's good for me.
My dad, I mean,
one of the best physiques I've ever seen, I would say.
I definitely want to look jacked. I mean, why wouldn't I want to?
I do want to be pretty built, but not, like, always stuck here,
with my arms and everything.
I'm really focused on making sure that my boys grow up to be men.
To believe in themselves.
To become the young men that I'm teaching them,
that I'm raising them, that I expect them to become.
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