Today, accompanied by a few friends, we are revisiting a unique event: a ballbusting competition. The three competitors stand before us, naked, in a line, and with their faces concealed. The competition commences with a series of knee strikes, our objective being nothing less than emasculation through our relentless kicks. A second round of kicks ensues, and the participants remain surprisingly resilient. However, the following position is one that I suspect many at home have never attempted: the wheelbarrow. They support themselves on their hands, while one of us takes turns lifting the victim by his ankles and delivering a forceful kick to his groin. Following this round, they are visibly more weary but continue to persevere. At this point, we cease taking turns and commence striking simultaneously, without respite, until they collapse one by one. Only one will endure until the end, earning the privilege of kissing our lethal feet.