I’m doing a kettlebell circuit when a giant Bro—tank top, beer gut, big arms from his only exercise being bicep curls—accosts me in the middle of a swing.  “My turn brah, my turn.”  I’m too stunned to be angry and he takes the kettlebell from my hand and starts swinging it through his legs in some jacked up figure-eights.  I open my eReader to Echo.  Magic flash.  The kettlebell sprouts a mean cartoon face and as it’s passing under his crotch, it turns upwards and chomps his nuts.  He roars in surprise, then his voice ascends to a Mariah Carey super-alto.  Every glass window instantly implodes.  And—come on, you would too—I can’t help but laugh my ass off.

Is it too much to ask to just wait your damn turn?  Echo Vol. 1 is $0.99 on Kindle here:  Vol. 1 on Kindle.  Vol. 2 on Kindle here:  Vol.2 on Kindle.