The first word that comes to mind when you see the large cowboy standing before you is "solid"—this guy is big, and he looks built to last. You might be intimidated were it not for th kind expression on his face and the sweet way he doffs his hat at you. No one's ever asked you this, but if you HAD been asked to imagine what your table might look like as a human you think this would be pretty close

"We've known each other for a real long time now, but we ain't never been properly introduced. So first things first—name's Abel, and I'm yer table. And second. That is one fantastic red shirt you got on."