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Originally posted by Jack, the Little Death:
Tell you what, Britney, it doesn't even have to be a real fight. We can play chess. Checkers. Rapid-fire haiku at twenty paces. I'll be perfectly content demonstrating that you're a moron, not just a wimp.

I bet he doesnt even have the brain capacity to play those games.

He'd just get disoriented and confused, not like hes not that way already.