Poor Job, Yardboy

I noticed that my new yard boy was skinny, so I decided to utilize him for my workout - after all, I do pay him a good salary. I perform a variety of lifts - fireman carry, front piggy, against wall before flinging him into a headscissor hold. I beat on him - submitting, chking and arm locking him. I allow him the privilege of punching my powerful belly - and then I punish him for doing so.  I can only wish that beating him with the pool catcher will make him realize what a little wimp he is. Or maybe making him clean my golf bowls with his mouth? Either way, I notice that he missed picking some unwanted plants - I react accordingly.