I Am What I Yam

Popeye the sailor man was enjoying a stroll on the famous boardwalk at Coney Island in Brooklyn's Nre York when he spotted his old rival, Bluto, resting on the sand.

"Aguguguguguh. Watch me pull a fast one on ol' Brutus." Popeye stated as he pulled out a can of spinach and ate it whole, showing off his muscles as he ran onto the beach and punched Bluto right in the stomach.

Bluto wheezed in pain as he felt his eyes going out of his sockets, turning around and glaring at Popeye as he stood up, clenching his fists. "What was that for, you punk?"

"I felt like..." Popeye stated as he rolled his right arm around, socking Bluto in the chin, sending him high into the sky. "...punching someone!"

Bluto landed in the sea, only come back as he was tunneling in the sand, grabbing Popeye by the legs and dragging him underneath the sand, beating the ever loving tar out of him. Popeye was then chucked out of the sand into the ocean, with the wounded sailor sinking as Bluto climbed out and dusted his hands off.

"That''ll teach him." Bluto responded as he went back onto his spot on the sand to relax, wrapping his arms around his head as he began whistling to himself.