Friday, August 1, 2008
You Want A Piece Of Me?
Wait, am I understanding you correctly? You want to fight me? You want a piece of this?
You CANNOT be serious. I beg you to reconsider. You have absolutely no idea how badly you would get beaten in such a scenario. All's I know is that you are asking for trouble, and if you really want it, I will be happy to oblige.
What would happen, you ask? First I would peck you with my razor sharp beak. I actually file it every night before I go to sleep. Then I would stomp the hell out of you with my scaly claws. These puppies are pretty rough, like sandpaper! Sharp, too.
Anyway, are you sure you want this? If so, let's do this! I'm so down for it. Right now!