Jason doubts my strength, and doesn't feel that I am strong enough to lift and carry him. I decide to prove him wrong, and swoop him up on to my back. I proceed to lift and carry him effortlessly, making sure little Jason understands my point, I do it not once, but three times adding in some squats while he's slung over my shoulder and flexing my big biceps in his face . Jason is now well aware that I am strong as f*ck for a girl. I also think his ego has been bruised a wee bit after I challenged him to compare his biceps with mine. Game over, I win again.