Click on that one. You're gonna love this. Middleweight you say you want the WBC and it's held by gypsies. It is held by gypsies. It's held by the gypsy king, and it's held tightly. Grasp tight on all road leads to a seven foot behemoth that will absolutely destroy you. Middleweight, middle weight, you will get smashed to bits. You say you wanted to fight me after you beat the bodybuilder, called me out on television, and now you being a little bitch, pussy boy, running, hiding, saying you've got injuries. You ain't got no injuries. You had a sparring contest. Get out. Fight December. You let your mouth go. Now let's back it up. See if you can back it up. Middleweight doesn't matter if it's December or April or August. Next year, the outcome will be the same. I will obliterate you. I'm a seven foot, 20 stone behemoth, and I will destroy you middleweight. Find your balls. Come see me, bitch. Middle one.