I would want to go engaging in a Threeway Dance of Death. Me, my oppenent, and a very disturbed chimp would all be handcuffed together by the left hand. Me and the other person would be wearing kevlar gloves, wrapped in bandages that had been soaked in gasoline and lit on fire. The chimp would be starving and rabid.
The battle would take place in the lighting section of Home Depot. We would be surrounded by roughly 40 lawnmowers, placed upside down, while running, and also lit on fire. The floor would be coated in roughly 2000 packs of gummy bears, which should become sticky with all the fire.
I would overcome my oppenant, but fall victim to the chimp. He would then win citizenship to Papua New Guinea.