Dr. LaBeaver, at the High School spring clean up,
was bragging that he could outdo anyone in a feat of strength.
He made a special case of making fun of many of the older teachers.
After several minutes, the science chairman had had enough.
"Why don't you put your money where your mouth is," he said.
"I will bet a week's wages that I can haul something in a
wheelbarrow over to the compost pile that you won't be
able to wheel back."
"You're on," LaBeaver replied. "Let's see what you got."
The chairman reached out and grabbed the wheelbarrow by the
handles. Then, nodding to LaBeaver, he said,
"All right, asshole - Get in."