I’m “uncle” to a ton of my friends’ kids, going back 13 years.
One day I was at one of my friends’ houses; they have two boys. At the time they were 9 & 10. I went to the guest bathroom, which was the kids’ shared bathroom, and while in there I noticed a plastic T-Rex on top of a Hulk action figure, biting his head.
I walked into the living room and looked at the two kids. “Who is responsible for what I just saw in the bathroom?” I asked.
The kids went wide-eyed. The parents’ faces grew grave. “What has happened?” my friend asked. I looked at him, concerned, before turning back to the kids.
“Someone set up a Hulk figure being eaten by a T-Rex. Who has done this thing?” I asked again.
The oldest raised his hand. “I did it,” he admitted. “The T-Rex is so much bigger than the Hulk, so…”
“The T-Rex is not a kaiju, where size also equals power,” I replied. Then I looked to the younger kid. “Tell me – what is the Hulk’s strength level?”
“HA!” he smiled. “Hulk gets stronger as he gets angrier. He just gets stronger and stronger. He is the strongest one there is and a T-Rex couldn’t hurt him!”
I lowered my hand into a nearby candy bowl and threw the lad an Almond Joy with a proud nod.
That was four years ago. To this day the boys call me and ask me “Who would win between…”