my life isn't a joke | MURDER NUMBER 2
[it is about 6 or 7 in the morning and Booster, exhausted from lack of sleep, needs to go to the washroom; he makes it to his room, unzipping his pants and popping the button as he strolls towards his bathroom door; once he's in he drops his pants to his ankles, turning ...and shoving his other 'pants' down]
[just as he sits, the door is kicked in and there's a loud curse that's like "HOLY MOTHER SHIT DAMN" as he stands, pulling up his underwear] WAIT, LET ME PUT ON MY PANTS-- [isn't even reaching for his pants; is aiming and shooting his lasers (they're recorded as "PEW PEW") but it passes right through the doctor] DUDE WHAT THE-- [he barely has time to grunt in pain as the doctor's sword falls on him... like 10 times, brutally fast, and booster is falling back onto the toilet, dead, oh jaysus]
[just as he sits, the door is kicked in and there's a loud curse that's like "HOLY MOTHER SHIT DAMN" as he stands, pulling up his underwear] WAIT, LET ME PUT ON MY PANTS-- [isn't even reaching for his pants; is aiming and shooting his lasers (they're recorded as "PEW PEW") but it passes right through the doctor] DUDE WHAT THE-- [he barely has time to grunt in pain as the doctor's sword falls on him... like 10 times, brutally fast, and booster is falling back onto the toilet, dead, oh jaysus]