(In one powerful move Dad MacDongus swings me over his broad shoulder. Eek! My head hangs down and my face bounces against his muscular, V-shape back with every heavy clomp up the broad wooden stairs to his bedroom.)
Still slung helplessly over his brawny shoulder, my first glimpse of Dads bedroom is upside down. Even from my uncomfortable position, its size wows me. And Dad himself is even more impressive! After Bamm-Bamm, Dad MacDongus is the largest, burliest man Ive ever seen -- a towering, thick-muscled 72.
Like the muscular giant who built it, the loft is on a grand scale, with a vaulted ceiling and large windows. Animal skins from various species decorate the floor. I hope theyre not endangered. Am I endangered, too?
Still slung helplessly over his brawny shoulder, my first glimpse of Dads bedroom is upside down. Even from my uncomfortable position, its size wows me. And Dad himself is even more impressive! After Bamm-Bamm, Dad MacDongus is the largest, burliest man Ive ever seen -- a towering, thick-muscled 72.
Like the muscular giant who built it, the loft is on a grand scale, with a vaulted ceiling and large windows. Animal skins from various species decorate the floor. I hope theyre not endangered. Am I endangered, too?