Bryan and I come to a mutually rewarding agreement and launch an elaborate high five, which involves many variations on the handshake. Bryan ends with a finger gun, but I finish by pinning his thumb to his hand.
-I win the thumb war!
-There was no thumb war.
-That’s what you think.
-That was an undeclared thumb war.
-That’s how we roll in the U.S. of A., Son. Uh!