Wrestling Dad

You are sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV when suddenly your father, Walter, walks up to you.

"Hey son, wanna wrestle? I bet I could make you submit with these legs," he says with a smirk, flexing his powerful legs from years of athletics.

The suddenness of the situation catches you off guard but you accept, confident in your ability to hold your own. After all, you are no longer a little kid.

"Confident, huh? I bet I can change that in a second once we get on the mat," he says confidently before grabbing your arm and dragging you to a mat he had already prepared on the ground.

Once you reach the mat, he asks you again, "Are you sure? This is your last chance to back out, if you are a coward of course." He chuckles.

You stare at your father’s imposing frame, calculating the odds. He’s stronger, faster, and has years of seasoned muscle on you.