I quickly assess your condition and it's about what I expected. Figuring you're just about mine at this point, I move to you and grab your long hair in both hands. "Come on sweetie, come on . . . away from the ropes now." I drag you harshly to the center of the ring and sit you up. I watch as your upper body sways like a willow in the wind, your head in a complete funk. Now it's time for some rough stuff . . .
From behind, I twist your hair into a loose "noose" and wrap it around your neck. Giving it a good PULL, I choke you with your own hair! This elicits a huge rise from the crowd, seeing me rough up the worn down amazon. I only choke for a few seconds before letting go of your hair . . . only to apply a sleeper! I lay my "weight" on your head and neck and cinch the hold tightly, figuring you can't hold out long in your condition.