While walking down the street to your favorite store, people fly past your face and smash into the building across the road. A villain steps from around the corner, turns, and catches your gaze. It lets out a great bellow of laughter and then enters way too far into your personal space. "I'm gonna drink your Fluids!", he roars in your face. Boy, his breath is bad, you think to yourself. And then you remember, it's coupon day at your store and this piece of trash is cutting in on your early bird specials. The breeze flips your cape around a bit and you brush a few drops of saliva off your new "Just Normal Punch" Tee shirt. You look him dead in the eyes and with a smirk on your face, say, "How about a nice One Punch."