Nah, he is 6'2" 256, but he'd be no match for me and he knows/knew it.
Total gentle giant. He had nothing but nice stuff to say to me...
I shouldn't be such a troll and be more social to old acquaintances. I did OK.
Even at my age, I've never put forth a worthy effort to be more personable.
...I can suck, sometimes
This winter is gonna be cold for me. I've never had this low a BF% before.
I used to be able to walk around in the snow with a short sleeve, this is gonna suck.
"Yeah! We're number one!"
"Who? Who the hell is number one?!"
"...I dunno."
"You don't know! Because you went to a fucking farm, you fucking imbecile! Get the hell over here! I got fucking diabetes and cancer because of you!"
"Well good mornin' there Carl!"
"Yeah, it is a good mornin' there meat man. It's three in the mornin'!"
"Hey Carl, did you see our new flag? Pretty boss, huh?"
"Look, all I know is this cord was goin' from my house to your house. And your house was glowin' like the frickin' sun! So I put two and two together there and decided that your pissin' me off!"
"We are truly sorry Carl, and it will probably...never happen again. Can we have our cord back?"
"Nah, nah, I'm just gonna keep it there, since it's uh, mine there anyway."