How dare you challange me for a box match? When you show up, I start to laugh. You look so weak, your arms are smaller than mine. I know you are not an opponent for me, you are just a scrawny boy, you can't even beat me. You feel my hard punches on your head and tummy which send you to the floor. You are under my feet looking up at me while I laugh at you. I won. Again. As always.