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When Kyle arrived at Catch Your Limit like McGuiver he found an amazing use for a very basic object. Kyle made a hottie horn out of a simple bike horn. Kyle's office overlooks the outside mailboxes which like mosquitos to a bug zapper attract people from the surrounding offices. Anytime a woman of more than average attractiveness is at the mailbox Kyle sounds the alarm so the other people at Catch Your Limit office can run into his office and take a look. We watch this person from our tinted perch, make a comment, invariably someone says, "uh she's not that cute" or "she walks kind of funny." After a consensus is reached we retire back to our respective domains.
Yesterday there was a man outside our office he was homeless. Kyle sounded the alarm but I was the only one who came running. Gayle was already in Kyle's office and the three of us, together, admired the features of this man. 
The man had an impressive beard, the kind a large sparrow might return home to at any moment with a gullet full of food for its newborns. The beard was additionally impressive because of the optical illusion created by the man's incredibly small head. We decided hge probably had a run in with a head shrinking tribe abroad. Another feature of the man was his incredible height, he could nearly peer into our second story office from groundlevel. Despite his height the man was incredibly skinny. He had the figure and look of a stray dog, he was a stray man.
There was something incredibly interesting about the man. We couldn't take our eyes off of him. We watched him as he crossed the street while mumbling whatever he was mumbling to himself. He crossed back and forth stopping at each corner of an intersection to survey his surroundings. I began to think that he'd been asleep for 30 years and had just awoke, crawled from his bed in a basement somewhere and was taking his time to survey the new world around him.
