Once a newspaper feller went looking for the strongest man in the state. He heard of one man living up the Line Road so walked off in search of him. At the first house he came to he saw a man plowing his field by simply pushing the plow through the dirt. He was pretty impressed but when he asked he was told, "Oh no, I ain't the strongest man. He lives up the road."

The reporter walked on. After a while he came to a house where the occupant was splitting firewood. He did it by digging his thumbs into the end grain and ripping the wood into burnable chunks. He was pretty impressed but when he asked the man told him, "Oh no, I ain't the strongest man. He lives up the road."

The reporter walked on. After a while he saw a man reach down and lift up the corner of his house to adjust the rocks supporting the corner. He was pretty impressed but when he asked the man told him, "Oh no, I ain't the strongest man. He lives up the road."

Now the reporter was getting pretty uncertain of this and commented on it rather strongly. "What is it," He finally said, "that he can do that shows he is stronger than you or your neighbors?

"Oh hell," came the reply, "he's the only man who can grab himself by the scruff of the neck and hold himself out at arm's length."

This was funny when I was younger...