Fight with a true Clown (No Intro)

Diabetes Kid: Ronald! You’re hurt! Ronald: Hurt? It’s nothing. Go finish your meal. Diabetes Kid: Ronald... I Ronald: I’ll take care of Burger King. Go finish your meal! ... heh “it’s nothing“. N-no, somehow, with just one order, I’m already, already... BANKRUPT! Grimace, Hamburglar, Mayor McCheese, just like that, I’ve failed you. My restaurant, the sales are splitting apart, like any instant, it’ll put out of business for good. But deep in my vault, there’s a burning feeling I can’t describe. A feeling that won’t let my company die. This isn’t just about fast food anymore, is it? If you get past me, you’ll monopolize them all won’t you, won’t you? Gift Shops, restaurants, every commercial buisness’s sales vanquished in an instant. But I WON’T let you do that. right now, every trademarked name in the world... I can feel their products sell as one. And we all have one goal, to bankrupt you, fast food... no whatever you are, for the sake of the economy, I RONALD, will strike you down!