Montana, or as it's affectionately known by locals, Big Sky Country, is a wonderful place where mountains kiss the clouds and rivers run wild, like sugar-crazed toddlers. But don't let the picturesque views fool you, this place is packed with an unruly gang of kickboxing kids who can throw jabs faster than a jackrabbit on a pogo stick. Now, there's one kid who stands out from the crowd, a cheeky chap named Monty the Montana Mauler. Monty is a little different from your average youngster. Instead of slinging mud pies, this fella would rather be practicing his high kicks on tumbleweeds. His hair is as wild as a bucking bronco, his eyes, as blue as Montana's endless sky, and he’s got a grin that could charm the socks off a grizzly bear. To Monty, the whole state is his kickboxing dojo. He uses the rolling hills as his training ground, shadow boxing with the setting sun. The snow-capped mountains are his punching bags, he imagines them as towering opponents, throwing punches and kicks until his limbs are as tired as a mule after harvest day. Monty and his troop of kickboxing kids are a hoot. They have more energy than a hyperactive squirrel and are quicker than a coyote chasing a roadrunner. They might look like ordinary kids, but they have the hearts of wild mustangs, and they're not afraid to show it. These Montana kids are the true embodiment of the wild and free spirit of the West. So, if you're ever in Big Sky Country, don't forget to bring your kickboxing gloves, you just might end up in a friendly spar with Monty the Montana Mauler!