I'm not sure that a sheep worrier (and I'm sure they are worried by the sight McFatboy's armoured fist approaching their rectal extremities), is a suitable opponent for a noble knight such as myself.

However in keeping with today's unfortunate tendency towards egalitarianism I'm sure that any reluctance to soil my hands on his unworthy gizzard would be construed as cowardice by his saddo second.

So, in response to the pathetic challenge from sheepshaggytash for me to meet him face-to-face after I've conquered Mc, I'll just say Why wait?
I'll take you both on at the same time. No holds barred.

Anyone who thinks that the greeks used a glove puupet to take Troy needs to be put out of their misery very quickly.

Come on down you losers.