Karate master?

Guido lumbers toward you, but you've dealt with Dr. Length's goons before. You grab his outstretched meaty arm and using his own forward momentum against him, flip him onto the ground. A well placed twist later, and you have his arm in a lock he can't break out of without extreme pain. You whisper into his ear, "Down, boy."

Fred barks. You look up. Dr. Lengths is pointing a strange futuristic gun at the both of you. Guido roars "Noah, boss! Noah!" as a multicolored ray envelops you and Guido...

Written by Arthur J. Pearson

WWF, here I come
you croak
Monkey buisness
You pass out
Kangaroos

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