Bet you can’t do this.
Neither can I. In fact I’ll come clean. I finally quit trying to catch Frisbees in my mouth after turning forty. By that stage in life I had invested in so much dental work, it was comparable to having a Mazda Miata parked in my kisser. Therefore, I begrudgingly accepted reality and knew the time had come to downsize on the carefree frolicking in favor of keeping my two front teeth intact. As for Leo the Care-free Border Collie’s impressive Cirque du Soleil maneuver while balanced gracefully on a flowerpot, that completely blows what’s left of my mind.