Many men had fallen by the wayside until just one remained. A huge grizzly specimen.
6'6" tall, weighing over 20 stone. His last feat was to squeeze every drop of juice out of an orange and defy anyone to beat him.
'There' he roared, ' not a drop left'. Anyone dare contradict me?'
Suddenly there was movement at the back of the crown and a little man walked forward. He was only 5'6" tall and couldn't have weighed more that nine stone. The pub erupted into laughter as the little man said timidly.'Excuse me. I can do better than that'
The next moment he had taken the orange off the big man, squeezed out another two drops of juice and was proclaimed the strongest man in the world.
Afterwards, the big man took the champion aside.
'Hey, mate, what do you do for a living, a weight-lifter or what?'
'No no, said the little man, ' I'm a tax inspector'.
I can believe it, cheers Penny.
