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A lumberjack with the strength of ten men. He cuts down trees with a smile and carries them like they’re feathers. He’s got the body of a beast.
He carried a tree like it was nothing. I said, 'Bro, you’re like a mountain.'
He told me he’s been cutting logs for 20 years. I said, 'No wonder you’re strong.'
He lifted a log over his head and I said, 'That’s not a log. That’s a sword.'