Ladies and Gentlemen of the SFC Fight Club, those of a sensitive disposition may want to avert their eyes now - this one’s not for the faint-hearted!

Our infamous psychedelic cockerel SunSpots McCock, oozing confidence from his towering record of 132 wins and 98 defeats, strides into the blue corner, flashing a menacing glare at his adversary. On the other side, lurching menacingly in the red corner, is Oviraptorosaurian hell, the devil’s own farmyard fiend with a deceptive record of 17-21, a diesel-fueled hotplate of aggression and unhinged fury.

The moment the bell rings, SunSpots darts forth like a comet, accelerating at an astonishing speed. The entire arena holds its breath as he grips Oviraptorosaurian hell in a move as audacious as it is shocking: the ultimate titty twister! There’s a collective gasp as feathers fly across the ring. Oviraptorosaurian Hell’s feathers won’t be growing back anytime soon. The red corner, visibly diminished, looks in dire straits. SunSpots shows no mercy, landing one heated attack after another until Oviraptorosaurian’s agony announces he might need more blood soon.

But then, Oviraptorosaurian Hell, in a blitz of sheer desperation, retaliates, releasing a hailstorm of razor-sharp feathers that shred SunSpots’ defenses. Cheers rise from the crowd, as SunSpots is reeling, bleeding from a small puncture wound. There’s a chorus of anticipation in the air, a sudden shift of momentum. Could this be a comeback?

Yet, stoic as an oak, SunSpots looks undeterred. He charges back, smashing Oviraptorosaurian Hell with a forceful shoulder so powerful; it’s as if a bulldozer hit him. The fight intensifies as Hell finds himself under relentless assault, bleeding excessively, with SunSpots showcasing his dominance, pushing him to the brink.

With an almighty roar, SunSpots turns the heat up high. In an electric atmosphere filled with cheer and gasps, SunSpots McCock emerges victorious, leaving Oviraptorosaurian Hell smoldering in defeat. The ecstasy of victory paints his face as his name echoes throughout the hall. It was a fight of the ages, but how could it turn out any other way?

Ladies and Gentlemen, your victor of the night, the one, the only… SunSpots McCock! Give the champion his due. After tonight, we can truly say - when the feathers settle, SunSpots McCock is the cock of the walk!