Look at the whippersnapper's terror!
With the strength of 1 million men, we swung the young chap through the air upward toward the top of the tower.
(If you were wondering how that breaks down, the addition works out as follows: Neal-strength of 1.5 men + Me-strength of 999,998.5 men = strength of 1 million men)
Up and up he soared.
We unfortunately realized that with our combined strength that he would be hurled thousands of feet into the air. We quickly grabbed his ankles before he soared away into the stratoshpere.
And the point after is good!
That called for a manly celebration of high-fiveitude. The resulting sonic boom that resonated from our Olympian-esque palm strike brought down 2 sparrows and was measured as a 2.0 magnitude richter scale event.
That was rude of you to kill sparrows (I'm assuming they died). Not that I'm a bird lover or anything (actually hate them) but I'm just sayin someone has to be a bird advocate. I DO look forward to the day these posts of you & Neal might be over. I fear the day will never come.
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