He was intent on lifting the boulder. This will prove I am strongest, he bellowed to the townsfolk. And he prepared to lift it. And sharted.

The echo that tells him he is not alone. The comfort of strangers. Exertion as purchase. Alone in the men’s room with the lights turned off.

He reached deep inside and thought, I’d do anything to pick this booger, and the devil appeared and said, Anything? and he said, Not really.