There he stood, a rottweiler amongst a horde of Chihuahuas, equaling him in weight. He grinned. It was going to be an easy fight. Springing upon the first Chihuahua, he began to rend and tear at the unsuspecting creatures flesh. But then something unexpected happened, the remaining 23 Chihuahuas latched on to his tail, eyes, nose, and easily accessed underbelly, their teeth like a thousand tiny needles. After several minutes of bleeding through the thousand puncture wounds, he falls dead, a victim of yap dog anger.

Just felt I had to say that. (Especially after reeding some of RM's Column.)

"Owch Nick! That had to hurt."

Mood: *Evil grin*