Right now behind me there are two nincumpoops trying to out do each other in a contest of who can sing "Are you strong enough to be my man?" These two are not popular. One is gangly. He sometimes eats with the girraffes of the African Safari. The other a shorter, rounder, older man. His beard lay shaggy as though he leaves in the morning for his lumberjack job. Both of them terrible singers only one will win this battle royale of angelic voices!