Happy festivus for the rest of us.
who has there aluminum pole?
what is your feat of strength?
Many Christmases ago, I went to buy a doll for my son. I reached for the last one they had, but so did another man. As I rained blows upon him, I realized there had to be another way.
My feet of strength is mentally being able to overcome all of the hysteria inducing media bullshit that has been systematically dumped upon us for the last three years and see things for what they really are and most importantly come to my own conclusions and make my own decisions in regards to how and what I should feel.
Good work, my feet would have some grievances to air with me after all that. I don't run unless something scarier, yet somehow slower than me is chasing. Except for a hamstrung bear I don't think such a creature exists.