You are home alone on the couch watching tv when you start to hear the percussion of pots pans and drawers slamming in the kitchen
Fear begins to permeate through you, you infer that there is a burglar in your house, however you defer the thought of going into the kitchen to check it out
*pan and drawer noises*
The burglar comes into the living room and spots you, you guys start to contend in a fight
The burglar intends to hurt you but punches are often dilatory and he misses perennially, however he seems to persevere through.