New Guy

One of our new guys at Beachwood, Lincoln, recently found out why you can't trust any of your firefighter buddies. He went to workout and left his key fab on "our" side of the building. Once we found out he could not get back in, the wheels started turning. As soon as we opened the door for him, he was surprised with a refreshing pitcher of ice water, quickly followed by a bowl of All-Purpose Flour. This was payback after the time I tried to flip him out of bed (VERY unsuccessfully) and ended up in a some sort of headlock to which there was no escape. That's the last time I will ever try to wrestle with a 6'4" 275 lb guy. Here's the result...