[Let's skip the recap because wallowing over lonely nights with a lawyer and cigarette-less nightmares turned into daymare reality isn't really something that will aid Badou's last will and testament. Uncharacteristic of the loud, crude, brass, idiotic ginger he is strangely and unnervingly silent, save for soft muttering under his breath as he and his fellow sacrifice are lead to their doom. Even the two burly bearded gentleman thugs saddling up on either side of him just in case the flightly shit tried to make a run for it again were puzzled by his behavior.
His muttering picks up in volume, maybe it's a prayer, maybe he's sending Satan or actual cannibal shia lebouf a signal, maybe- suddenly he drops to the ground, arms around his stomach as if in pain, whimpers for effect, and just as guard number 1 stoops over to get a handle on the situation Badou strikes and drives the heel of his foot with all his might into the guards' kneecap, giving himself at least some surprise and leeway from grabby hands and garbled, pained howling.]
D-DO YOU FUCKERS REALLY THINK YOUR BALLI OR OPRAH OR WHOEVER THE FUCK YOUR GOD IS IS GONNA GIVE YA ALL THEM VIRGINS IN HEAVEN IF HE'S TOO CUNTIN' STINGY TO EVEN GET ME A CIGARETTE BEFORE I DIE? FUCK YOUUUUUUU, THAT STEAM AIN'T ENOUGH SECONDHAND FOR SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT! The silk over my nips was kinda- NO FUCK YOUR SHIT, I AIN'T CONVERTIN' AN YOUR PAMPHLETS WERE SHITTY!
[With that crazed, glazed eye Badou peers at his sacrifice in crime a little ways behind him and grunts] Don't just stand there with your thumb up your ass, ambulance chaser! Let's get the fuck out of dodge.
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His muttering picks up in volume, maybe it's a prayer, maybe he's sending Satan or actual cannibal shia lebouf a signal, maybe- suddenly he drops to the ground, arms around his stomach as if in pain, whimpers for effect, and just as guard number 1 stoops over to get a handle on the situation Badou strikes and drives the heel of his foot with all his might into the guards' kneecap, giving himself at least some surprise and leeway from grabby hands and garbled, pained howling.]
D-DO YOU FUCKERS REALLY THINK YOUR BALLI OR OPRAH OR WHOEVER THE FUCK YOUR GOD IS IS GONNA GIVE YA ALL THEM VIRGINS IN HEAVEN IF HE'S TOO CUNTIN' STINGY TO EVEN GET ME A CIGARETTE BEFORE I DIE? FUCK YOUUUUUUU, THAT STEAM AIN'T ENOUGH SECONDHAND FOR SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT! The silk over my nips was kinda- NO FUCK YOUR SHIT, I AIN'T CONVERTIN' AN YOUR PAMPHLETS WERE SHITTY!
[With that crazed, glazed eye Badou peers at his sacrifice in crime a little ways behind him and grunts] Don't just stand there with your thumb up your ass, ambulance chaser! Let's get the fuck out of dodge.