I found that when I was growing up the television got the blame for a LOT of stuff. But that was ok. Telly was my fall-guy.

I executed quite a lot of painful moves on my younger brother. Then he got the same size as me and it became less fun.

I happened upon an instruction card that demonstrated how to correctly lift somebody in a 'Fireman's Carry' (we call it Fireman's Lift in the UK) and the image of an incapacitated person being raised onto the shoulders immediately brought back visions of Rowdy Roddy Piper and Hulk Hogan.

What if the behaviour you learned by osmosis in your formative years resurfaced and led you unknowingly into a dangerous piledriver? An exciting thought.

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