WAIT, WHY IS THE FLOOR SO MUDDY? AND MY FACE SHOULD BE IN A MILLION PIECES! I THINK YOU'RE JUST MAKING THIS STUFF UP! YOU MUST BE A TERRORIST OR SOMETHING
THAT'S WHAT YOU SAY NOW BUT REMEMBER WHEN YOUR PRIDE IS DESTROYED TO A MILLION PIECES AND SCATTERED ALL AROUND THE FLOOR, I WON'T BE THERE TO PICK UP THE REMNANTS AND BUILD IT BACK UP. NO, I'LL WALK AWAY SATISFIED WITH VICTORY AND LEAVE YOUR TORMENTED SOUL FACE-DOWN ON THE MUD.