Of Knuckle Sandwiches and Hurts Donuts

Me and my buddy Nathaniel (a.k.a. "Buster!")


Now here's a guy who loves his food. He ain't fat, but he's big.
And strong. And he makes for good wrestling practice. Knowing how much he likes to eat, I'll often say something like "Hey Nathaniel, you look hungry. I've got a couple knuckle sandwiches with your name on them..." To which he'll often reply, almost under his breath, with something like "I'll give you a hurts donut..."

And then I proceed to pound him into the floor.

He really seems to like it, which leads me to believe that he's letting me win. And even if he's not, he's only 8. Sure, I can take him now; but what about when he's 12?

I think that's going to be a whole different story.