is that the bite of 87

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Everybody was kung fu biting

I love the delay between the sound of the bite and the actual bite.

"Was that the Bite of 87?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

Po took "You look like a snack" to a whole other level...

The bite is so strong that even the sound is delayed from the effect

I have to ask, what did Po assume was on the other end of that noodle that would warrant such a bite? Like it couldn't possibly have been anything, right? This leads me to believe he did this on purpose. He knew that this whole whirlwind romance was nothing but a farce, and he went along with it anyway because he was having fun. And then he does this, just to assert dominance.

If a girl tries to flirt with you over a bowl of noodles, bite her entire frontal lobe off and pretend it was an unfortunate accident - Sigma Bear Grindset Rule #0116

The ultimate flex is having your rival's last known living relative into you

His face really is telling: You wanna kiss I bite Simple sigma panda

I love this part of this episode of Kung Fu Panda: Legends of Awesomeness. LOL 😂

Can We All Agree That every Kung fu Villain Trained For Decades To Enact Dominance, Only To Be oofed By A PANDA WHO MASTERED KUNG FU IN LESS THAN A WEEK!! This Goes to Show That Xiao Poh Peng Is A Kung Fu god.

Still one of my all time favorite moments from this show

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Technically is as accident as a joke played for laughs, and the bite of 87 is Tyson vs Holyfield boxing match

It makes me happy this show is making the nostalgia rounds now

I'm utterly scared of Po now. He's becoming an omnivore 😰💩

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.

me an intellectual: no, that was the bite of 983 A.D.

“No mark, thats the bite of 83’.“ -Game theory