Instead we have extended silences which I, pretty much without exception, lose. I accept that this is largely because I am normally in the wrong, but it's also partly because I’m just not tough enough. Someone famously (well famous within the admittedly small confines of my friends and family) said “my God that woman can wait!”. I do not demure. When it comes to these encounters , I am by comparison, an eight stone weakling. My opponent is Mike Tyson - with a mean streak.
Cunningly, I have instead decided to adopt the Frank Bruno tactic. I will wait until Mike (and all the other decent heavyweights) are past it and retired - then launch my successful bid for the world title belt.
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