Overheard from upstairs
Chris: No, Justin, you don't stand a chance.
Justin: ::indistinct mumble::
Chris: It's just not possible. But hey, you're welcome to try. Now remember, ::mumble mumble mumble::
Justin: ::indistinct mumble::
Chris: Ready?
Justin: ::mumble:: ::sound of effort::
Chris: Oh my Christ!
Justin: ::whooping and shrieking laughter::
Chris: ::laughing in amazement:: Go get your mother and your brother and tell them!
Justin just lifted his dad. Eight years old, lifting 185 pounds.
Justin: ::indistinct mumble::
Chris: It's just not possible. But hey, you're welcome to try. Now remember, ::mumble mumble mumble::
Justin: ::indistinct mumble::
Chris: Ready?
Justin: ::mumble:: ::sound of effort::
Chris: Oh my Christ!
Justin: ::whooping and shrieking laughter::
Chris: ::laughing in amazement:: Go get your mother and your brother and tell them!
Justin just lifted his dad. Eight years old, lifting 185 pounds.
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Remind me NEVER to try and tangle with your son in a dark alley.... XD
Seriously, though-- that's awesome!!! ROCK ON, JUSTIN!! (By the way, I have a nephew named Justin...)
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Bit scary, eh?
Also: Justin's a cool name :)
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He's a bit of a tank, and has been since birth. He'll make a terrific bouncer some day :D :D :D