Dear friends, family, readers, I ask you to do something. A very SIMPLE something. It won’t take long (i think) or cost you any money, or limbs (I think) As a tribute to *ME*, size up the person nearest you, and challenge them to a TEST FOR MASCULINITY. I expect Grandma and Grandad to do it. Sam and Mum. Ruby and Cluseau (sorry, bird, I can’t spell your name), The Gentleman and ScarJo, Cam and Tom, Chrissy and Marcus. In fact, take it to your workplace, the schoolyard, the cafe, DO IT. DO IT NOW. DO IT AGAIN LATER. Tell me who wins! And while you’re doing it, think ‘Gee, I am darn lucky to have someone I can challenge to as gruelling test!’ Believe me, it will be the first thing I do with my ‘new friend’ which has GOT to happen soon.

Two people sit on a floor with knees drawn to chests, facing each other, with stout sticks passing under the knees and over the arms, the shins being grasped with the hands. Each of them endeavours to get his toes under the other’s feet and turn him over onto his back.

Orignially from Shite’s unoriginal miscellany.