A gem of a story from Sheldon T. Hall, on a mailing list I'm on:
I used to spend some time in a bar that employed a bouncer of epic proportions. Larry was 6'8" tall and weighed 375 lbs. He was a weightlifter, but built more like a bodybuilder. Wore 38x38 pants and had biceps like Volkswagens. He wasn't merely huge, he was vast.
It was a very quiet bar.
So one day, this tiny woman, maybe 5'0" and 90 lbs, discovered that the wall she was standing next to was actually Larry. I suppose she had mistaken his beltbuckle for a wall sconce or something. Anyway, she looks up (and up, and up) and finally ...
"My God ... How tall are you, anyway?"
"M'am, ah'm five twenty."
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-Ogre
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