…and why is it that the biggest, burliest, member of the band, with hands the size of canned hams, seems always to be the one playing the mandolin? 
i resemble that remark, actually… 
one guy i jammed with said “wow, you got fingers like sausages, but you sure do get around on that little thing!”
BTW that reminds me of one of my favorite group shots of recent bluegrass vintage:
thems some big boys JD’s got in his band…
It’s all that fried chick’n, biskits 'n gravy, pork rinds, and bacon fat…
Good band though.