I'd definitely slow down for him.

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I'd definitely slow down for him.
Pick a nickname, any manly, masculine, muscular nickname and it won’t be enough. It won’t nearly be enough to do your good husband justice to who he is and what he does to you.
"And this will help me get huge...like you, sir?"
The big man chuckled, "This is part of your first steps to hugeness, son. This will help, but it will take a lot of time for you to get guns like these. But with hard work and patience you can do it."
He carries so much muscle mass that the cold doesn't bother him at all.
It had been a long, wet rainy summer day on Big Cowboy Mac's ranch during the cattle drive. At the end of the day Big Mac could tell his men weary and needed some cheering up. So hopped in the muddy cattle pen, stripped down and challenged his men.
He grinned and flexed his mighty muscles, "How many of you little men do you think it would take to wrestle me and get me on my knees? I bet it would take at least six of ya."
His men hooted and hollered and accepted the challenge, hopping in the mud themselves while laughing.
It ended up taking Big Cowboy Mac's entire team of 15 men to take him down...and even then, some of the men suspected the Mac eventually let them win. The enormous super-muscular cowboy's strength seemed impossible.
Hope you brought enough fare...
Reminds of this classic muscle encounter story that I revisit every so often.
"THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING..."
"Wait, why does it sound like the announcement is coming from OUTSIDE the plane?"