You Make It Entirely Too Easy For Me

Ha, ha, ha!

Given that you were detained with some back-door Viagra, I now have a new theory as to why you will not fight me. I suspect that you are ill-equipped with that most necessary component needed to stoke the fires of male aggression: testosterone. I always thought you were as docile as a newborn lambkin whenever you step back from that fabled golden microphone... Apparently you're also as flaccid as a sleeping eel to boot!