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Well, I've gotten a picture taken this afternoon (even though I was tricked into smiling). Just want to show the disbelievers just how handsome, Handsome Bob is....
This is me, my wife, and my youngest son. My boy is now 240lbs, stands taller than me, and is strong as an ox.....and the dang kid is only 14...sheesh
Bobby
Bobby, I know what your going through. My youngest stands a little taller than me, I'm 6'2", and almost weighs as much as me and he's only 15½. He's got some more growing to do. He's strong as an ox but I don't let him know it. When we wrestle around I usually win because I fit dirty. If I fought fair he'd probably beat me, it would at least be a lot harder for me to compete. The scariest part is I have to look forward to feeding this big Hoss for the next 2½+ years.
As for your wife, she don't look so scary, I think you can still take 'er.
LOL...It looks like she's giving me the "what fors" in that pic.
Bob, I know what you mean, my sons arms are longer than mine, his hands are bigger than mine, he's taller and outweighs me....but....I have old age and treachery on my side. My food bill is outrageous, the dang kid went through 4 gallongs of milk last week...