Terry looked at the small thin labourer standing in front of him. "Fuck man, you look like the scrawniest fucker here."
Frank looked up at him with dumb eyes and replied "Fucking guess so boss. Whatcha want me to do?"
"Gain about 40 pounds of muscle for a start, and look like you know what you are doing as well. I aint got fucking time to train any new boys here."
Frank looked at Terry and was about to reply when he felt really strange. His body seemed to be blowing up like a balloon, and his head felt like it was going to explode as a load of information about building sites and labouring flooded into his head.
Terry turned to look at Frank to see why he hadn't replied and nearly fell over with shock.
"Fucking hell!! What the fuck did you just do?"
"Dunno boss. You said I should gain some muscle and it looks like I did."
"Geez son, this is fucking awesome. Answer me truthfully now. Can I change anything? or is it just you?"
"Just me, I think."
"Fuck!! I'm gonna have some fun here."
"The first thing I want you to do is.........."