A huge chunk of my conversation at a party tonight centered around one crucial question:
Who would win in a fight, Rock'em Sock'em Robots, or Hungry Hungry Hippos?
That is a tough one. I mean, if it were regular hippos, there would be no contest. Hippos are bad motherfuckers. They would take the robots down. But those are the big gray hippos that weigh a ton and wait quietly in the river for an opportunity to ambush. But the little pink and yellow hippos that swallow white balls? Let's analyze.
Hungry hungry hippos: small, plastic, smiling. But still hippos. They have impressive reach and quick reflexes. And did I mention: HUNGRY?
Rock'em sock'ems: Taller, pretty tough in their own right. But their range of motion is for shit. And they waste half of their punches swinging at air.
I give it to the hippos, in 12 rounds, decision.
No, we weren't stoned, why do you ask?
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