A Contemptible Intruder

You dare plead for me to brawl with some wretched demon slayer? Preposterous! A creature of supreme elegance does not scramble in the dirt for cheap thrills. Still, as I surveyed my territory from the peak of this bookcase, I spotted an intolerable insult: a hideous green plastic soldier brandishing a laughable mock sword. Coarse, deformed, and entirely devoid of charm! I marched across the polished mahogany, planted my heel squarely into its hollow chest, and kicked the nuisance over the precipice straight into the wastebasket below. There is your grand conquest. Never mistake perfection for a circus act.