I don't know if you'd succumb. It'd be nice to schedule a fight with 50 five-year olds once every three months for a year to get a good technique going. I think the secret would be to conserve your strength by not punching very hard. Just quick little pops to the nose would lay them out instantly. No five-year old is going to be able to absorb that and keep coming. Just one at a time them in the nose. Ignore their hits on you and you'd be fine.
I don't know about gouging their eyes out and strangling them, though. Like, why are you trying to blind and kill them? Isn't it just a fight?
If it's to the death, maybe you just twist their head sharply to the side like how people kill people in movies. Don't know if that works as slick as it does on TV, though.
They apparently are working together to take you down, so it's not a neat and tidy lineup where you pop kids in the nose and they wait for their turn patiently. It would be pandemonium. You'd have to resort to strangling them and gouging until they pummeled you.
I really appreciate the well thought out specifics that Incogneto covered off in that thread.
My first thought was that I don't know if you could get knocked out by a 5 year old or if eventually they'd just overwhelm you with tiny punches and kicks.
Anyway since this is about Sliver, I wonder if he'd do better or worse against Chihuahua's instead of 5 year olds?
How many octogenarians could you take, though? I think the key would be to start with a good episode of Matlock to distract them. Then steel all their walkers and canes. Pretty much free range, at that point.
With my luck I'd probably end up face to face against some old guy that boxed in the Navy or something. Old women I'd be fine with beating up. My preference is to stick with one, 120-pound woman with some fighting training or the five-year-olds. I don't fight men.
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With my luck I'd probably end up face to face against some old guy that boxed in the Navy or something. Old women I'd be fine with beating up. My preference is to stick with one, 120-pound woman with some fighting training or the five-year-olds. I don't fight men.
With my luck I'd probably end up face to face against some old guy that boxed in the Navy or something. Old women I'd be fine with beating up. My preference is to stick with one, 120-pound woman with some fighting training or the five-year-olds. I don't fight men.
The dual I really want is Sliver vs. Wormius' new bidet.
A Battle of the Bidets? Is that where they go head to head in cleaning and features, or are you envisioning a toilet dual, where you prime the bidet with acid and have them squirt each other until they melt and short circuit?
With my luck I'd probably end up face to face against some old guy that boxed in the Navy or something. Old women I'd be fine with beating up. My preference is to stick with one, 120-pound woman with some fighting training or the five-year-olds. I don't fight men.
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With my luck I'd probably end up face to face against some old guy that boxed in the Navy or something. Old women I'd be fine with beating up. My preference is to stick with one, 120-pound woman with some fighting training or the five-year-olds. I don't fight men.
You have to be careful with that too, you never know when you draw some 80 year old Babushka who spent decades on the farm milking cows and can speed-bag like Muhammad Ali.
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A Battle of the Bidets? Is that where they go head to head in cleaning and features, or are you envisioning a toilet dual, where you prime the bidet with acid and have them squirt each other until they melt and short circuit?
Wait, bidets have circuits? Man, I did not realize I was missing out on such sophisticated technology. I need to do some research.
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At what point in the fight do you think the crisis of conscience would happen? Like when you'd say "What the fata am I even doing beating up old ladies to appease a bunch of paunchy 40 year old, hockey fans on a forum?". Would it be pre-fight, after the first sickening thud, 20 bodies deep?
Wait, bidets have circuits? Man, I did not realize I was missing out on such sophisticated technology. I need to do some research.
If you get the one with heated seats, blowers, lights etc then ya, plenty of electronics to zrrt. Which might actually suck if something goes wrong while sitting on it...Maybe stay away from the cheap ones..
At what point in the fight do you think the crisis of conscience would happen? Like when you'd say "What the fata am I even doing beating up old ladies to appease a bunch of paunchy 40 year old, hockey fans on a forum?". Would it be pre-fight, after the first sickening thud, 20 bodies deep?
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At what point in the fight do you think the crisis of conscience would happen? Like when you'd say "What the fata am I even doing beating up old ladies to appease a bunch of paunchy 40 year old, hockey fans on a forum?". Would it be pre-fight, after the first sickening thud, 20 bodies deep?
In this fantasy, I'd like to think the old ladies did something so egregious that a beating was required and for whatever reason I was chosen as the guy to dole it out. In all of our scenarios so far, I thought it was assumed I was the hero. That's how it has been playing in my head, anyway.
