Based on what they just saw, his qualifications were simply too good to ignore. Upon scooping him up at the chain link fence surrounding the tarmac, they promptly enlisted him as the official Exit Row Spokesperson for every single flight for the rest of his life. He never tired of jumping out of planes, never rested, never stopped living in fear, never stopped screaming, tucking, rolling, and getting scooped. He sired 10 children and died in the middle of a roll-and-scoop at the grand old age of 84. His last words were "I accept these responsibilities."