If you saw Sonny Bryant at the gym, you’d be like “Damn, dude’s ripped” and think nothing of it. But Sonny’s got a surprise: He’s 70 years old. Seven with a zero. Mind. Blown.

Obviously, I greatly admire how Sonny Bryant has overcome the limitations of age to be this mountain of muscle when he should be chilling and collecting Social Security. But I even more greatly admire how he picked out a shirt that basically doesn’t cover any part of his body, including his very prominent nipples. If you’ve got it, flaunt it, and Sonny’s flaunting like a goddamn boss.