OH HELLS NAW! sue rp vs captain action
Aug 4, 2020 3:47:11 GMT -5
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Post by "The Boy Named Sue" Sue Cooley on Aug 4, 2020 3:47:11 GMT -5
The boy named Sue rolls up on the spot in his drop back 88 Mustang and scrolls up the Cruiser Card.
Sue:
Shoo, they got me trippin’ up in hur. Dafuq dey doin’? Cappin Action? Dafuq? Ain’t dat foo’ strappin' wit butt mud boi? Ain’t make no damn sense.
”Welcome to Taco Bell, may I take your order?” The girl’s voice in the drive thru intercom startles Sue.
Sue:
Yoooooo my fault. I was glitchin’ up in hur. yeah … go on and hit ya boi up wit one of dem chicken quesadillas and hit me wit dat beefy 5 layer, and put some stank on it.
”Would you like sauce with that?” she asks. He rubs his chin and grins.
Sue:
Naw but I got some sauce for you with yo sexy ass voice. What dat name is gurl?
There’s a pause and finally she replies giggling, ”Candice… hah um sir would you like anything else or will this complete your order”
Rubs chin, slicking up his game.
Sue:
Yeah hit me up wit dem digits gurl.
More static. He can hear more giggling, more people, male and female, followed by some “it’s him! It’s that Sue guy. I knew it!” The boy named Sue starts getting red in the face which gets amped by Candice chiming back in, ”excuse me sir, but are you the boy named Sue?”
Sue:
OH HELL NAW HELL DA FUCK NAW! HOL’UP! HOL’UP!
He pops the clutch and peels around to the drive-thru window piping hot mad! There’s a car ahead of him getting their order but he’s straight hot thuggin’ and bails out his car and runs up on that person’s car and swats their food order away as it’s being handed to them.
Sue:
WHO DA FUCK UP IN THUR SPITTIN’ SHIT AT ME? WHO? WHO DAFUQ?!?!
The workers inside are stunned and nobody owns up so he dives through the drive thru window before the woman can close it on him. There’s a bunch of yelling and chaos going on as the boy named Sue straight up goes ham on er’one in there. He bitch slaps the tray lady. He pimp slaps the headphones off Candice and says…..
Sue:
You’s a trick ass ho anyway I ain’t gonna dick slap dat shit! Bitch!
He then spinning bitchclaps her through the big soda machine. He rips off his wife beater shirt and starts beating on his own chest like a gorilla signaling for someone to come get some.
Sue:
MY NAME IS SUE!
HOW DO YOU DO!
NOW Y’ALL GONNA DIE!
One of the ghetto workers gets that street in them and throws some bones but the boy named Sue splits his wig and kicks him into a rack of ground beef.
Sue:
YEAH BITCH ASS TRICKS! AIN’T NOBODY RUNNIN' DEY MOUTH NOW.
HALF STEPPIN’ MUTHAFUCKERS!
I AIN’T THE ONE Y’ALL!
I AIN’T SOME PUNK ASS BOY IN A RED CAPE LIKE DAT CAPTAIN ACTION GUY!
I HANDLE MY SHIT. I DON’T NEED NOBODY ELSE.
ER’THING I GOT I EARNED, NO MUD BOY HOLDIN’ MY HAND.
I AIN’T NO CAPPIN’ ACTION POG ASS MUFFIN BOY!
BALEED DAT! BALEEEEEED DAT!
The workers band together and bravely rush him. Sue fights back but his severely sagging pants hinder his movement and trip him up. He falls and gets grease thrown on him. He screams. He tries to grab his piece cause he always rolls strapped with a gat, but it must have fallen off his baggy pants or something cause he can’t find it. They hurl him back out of the drive thru window and he lands hard on the concrete and lays there long enough for the cops to come and take him to jail.
Several hours later he’s surprisingly bonded out of jail by some anonymous person from Action Wrestling. He don’t have the cash to get his car out of impound so he takes to the highway to hitchhike his way to Kansas for Cruiser Clash where he will suffocate Captain Action with his own shitty red cape then roll him up in it and smoke him like a phat Philly blunt.