Let's be honest, Paul "Quadzilla" DeMayo was pretty much a walking God on Earth! With his bowling ball biceps, perfectly shaped full juicy pecs, crazy calves, and of course, those big thick tree trunk wheels which earned him his awesome nickname, Paul was a big name in bodybuilding in the 80's/90's. He might have been before my time, but that doesn't stop me from being a HUGE fan of this mighty God-like superior male specimen. It's not the just the body I love either. Arguably one of the best looking men to ever squeeze into a pair of posing trunks and waddle onto a bodybuilding stage, looks wise Paul was pretty much close to perfection. The guy was an awesome poser on stage too, cocky and powerful but charming and charismatic with it. One second he'd be squeezing out a big double bicep with that gorgeous/dreamy/cheeky/charming/nice guy smile, and the next second he'd be arrogantly grimacing and screwing up his face like a mean nasty aggressive fucker and squeezing out a big hard gritty Most Muscular. Grrrrruff!! RIP Quadzilla, you ridiculously handsome, heart melting-ly gorgeous muscle God/bodybuilding legend/Monstrous Mountain of Muscle Perfection!