So, you should understand about Neanderbill.
He is 6'8" tall (really, he is), and 180 pounds if he had a big breakfast. Ichabod Crane, except taller.
One windy day, I pull into the parking garage (we carpool, Neanderbill and I), and when I open the door about 6 or 8 one dollar bills on the floor (change from a carwash) blow out Neanderbill's door, and go flying toward the wall.
Neanderbill, wearing a trench coat that flies out behind him like a cape, goes running after the bills, flapping his enormous long arms.
And bellowing, in his basso profundo voice, "Lucas was WRONG! Lucas was WRONG!"
He stomped on the bills, one by one, and returned them. But I basically didn't recover the whole day.