Father: "What have you done to our son?"
Coach: "What about him? Do you speak about Paul? He's the best player on our team."
Father: "He's growing like a … like a freak since last year! He's bigger than me! He's bigger than Schwarzenegger in his prime? This isn't normal!"
Coach: "Well he's a natural talent; he's putting on weight faster than anyone else. Instead of fighting me you should support your son. He will be the most successful heavy weight lifter in the history of mankind."
Father: "Su-support him?! What do you mean?"
Coach: "With your allowance I could make him grow even more by giving him some helpful supplies. I'm sure this would be a kickstart for his career."
Father: "You want to make him even bigger? I would never-"
His son enters the the coach's office. He recently exploded out of his training shirt; he's only covered in shreds. His pecs are round, juicy, and constantly pressing against his chin. His arms have nearly doubled in size.
Son: "Dad? What are you doing here?"
David J. Brick
2017-07-25 20:34:41 +0000 UTC