Two experiences with the same guy come to mind.....
I was a young and impressionable lad of 16 or so, and all of about 110 lbs soaking wet. We lived in a military community, and the neighbor across the street got a nice shiny used cuddy cabin, of about 23' range. This would be coastal NC, BTW.
He is a big, black USMC Gunny, who has trouble fitting into a shirt if it ain't tailored, due to his other hobby....body building. He is a nice dude, and invites me fishing....
So there we are, at Oh-dark-thirty. We just launched, and are tied off getting the boat loaded, and squared away for a short offshore run. I'm tossing a cast-net around the boat trying to find some bait...and ding the boat next to us with the cast net. It doesn't leave any marks, but makes a very nice and loud sound. The owner of that boat lays into me, despite my profuse apologies....which brings thomas from the back of the boat. Something about popping the other guy's melon and then feeding him to the fish...he shut up pretty quickly, untied his boat and sped off....
;D
Same fella, 'nuther trip. We're anchored in about 100' of water, give or take, chumming a wreck and catching a few fish. Time to go, so I go to haul in the anchor. I can't get it to budge. Thomas comes up and begins hauling it in, slowly (remember...big body builder, he's easily 250# of muscle)....he's profusely sweating, and barely making progress.....eventually the anchor comes up, with a semi-truck tire on it....
;D
