[At first Mary's words don't register, Badou's mouth is ready to sputter out a retort when his mouth goes slack. Give him a minute to remember how to form words as well as pick his jaw up off the floor, por favor. Minutes of inner spiritual turmoil later, Badou can only shriek into the heavens]
MAMA BEAR?!
[Badou ain't called a professional for nothing. Hear his mad skillz.]
Awww yeaaah, I'm always interested in your kinky bedroom habits if it includes rippin' plaid off, juicy booties an those lil mom yoga pan- wait a second I'M SHITTY AT YOU, WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYIN!
[Sighs into tiny hands] We're both gonna owe each other a fuckton of booze once this is over...This is like the mornin' after an booze colored glasses but without the fun parts. Will Badou "Hard Boiled" Nails ever be able to look his Mama Bear in the eye again? Will Mama Bear have mercy an repent? Tune in next week.
Gonna violate my rights like that?! My body, my goddamn freckle-y temple! You've got no clue how long it's taken me to get it spruced like that.
[Utter humiliation aside, Badou's mood switches in an instant much like the teenaged girl he secretly is. There's a definite tenseness in his jaw, a hollow look in his eyes. You can tell he's trying to keep his tone even, normal.] You took care of my body, haven't tatted up my face (yet), fine, you're doin what you can given the sexy circumstances, you're a good one. But if you're expectin a thank you other than a thanks-for-not-makin-me-a-eunuch beer, I ran out of those a long ass time ago.
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MAMA BEAR?!
[Badou ain't called a professional for nothing. Hear his mad skillz.]
Awww yeaaah, I'm always interested in your kinky bedroom habits if it includes rippin' plaid off, juicy booties an those lil mom yoga pan- wait a second I'M SHITTY AT YOU, WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYIN!
[Sighs into tiny hands] We're both gonna owe each other a fuckton of booze once this is over...This is like the mornin' after an booze colored glasses but without the fun parts. Will Badou "Hard Boiled" Nails ever be able to look his Mama Bear in the eye again? Will Mama Bear have mercy an repent? Tune in next week.
Gonna violate my rights like that?! My body, my goddamn freckle-y temple! You've got no clue how long it's taken me to get it spruced like that.
[Utter humiliation aside, Badou's mood switches in an instant much like the teenaged girl he secretly is. There's a definite tenseness in his jaw, a hollow look in his eyes. You can tell he's trying to keep his tone even, normal.]
You took care of my body, haven't tatted up my face (yet), fine, you're doin what you can given the sexy circumstances, you're a good one. But if you're expectin a thank you other than a thanks-for-not-makin-me-a-eunuch beer, I ran out of those a long ass time ago.