"Get me a Double Whopper with cheese."
These immortal words were muttered by a man who took on a feared underground streetfighter, beat the odds, and won.
A guy who, based solely on appearances, shouldn't even be training where he is. Shouldn't be doing what he's doing for a living. Someone society would pigeonhole as a loser in every arena of life.
Someone like you. Someone like me.
Someone who defeats Kimbo Slice for a living. Within the boundaries of the rules.
I'm gonna go get a Double Whopper with cheese, and I don't even like cheese.