"Okay donkey! Here'sssss my resssssponssssse!" you flick your unhinged limbs up into his head and play away. He can't stop all of your limbs! He is lost in the tangle of mystery that is your modern nightmare of modified body.
"Ah! Asshole! Stop! My dad will take your closet rights away! I swear it!" he spurts desperately.
Your wings furrow forth and knock him back. You rise to full glory, wings extended, stinger fully erect. You spin to the crowd and twitch your mandibles in glory. "Tee hee hee assssssssshole, time to be seriously buggered!" Oh man are you ever clever Trevor! That one really stung! Oooooo! I'm on fire now! And so are you!
Your spindly, pathetic little insect legs leap up with all their might, and your wings tear into the air for full effect. You somewhat hover for a speckle of a micro-second, and the crowd ooo's and aaaah's. As you land you wheel about with a round-house kick to SOACPWHNHTHD, knocking him back and off balance enough to close in for the kill. Oh yes, you six limb crawl straight into his face and flip up, utilizing 4 whole limbs to mess with his hair in rapid succession. He has no idea how to respond, his mouth hangs open lamely, his body flip-flopping back and forth worthlessly as the utter embodiment of every failed promise any politician ever made ever. The crowd rises to their feet, still uncertain who to cheer for, when suddenly the security force of SOACPWHNHTHD descends from all sides. You have crossed a line which no wrestler has ever dared cross before. Only the most ignorant and idiotic of individuals would dare fuck with the hair. You drop the traumatized, politically-themed wrestler and turn to face your fresh opponents. 6 of them, a number probably completely irrelevant to everything, so let's not focus on that at this moment, but you do have 6 limbs. Holding off until the last possible moment, you flip onto your back and begin thrashing out with all appendages, one for each offender. You connect... oh boy do you ever connect! The beginning of an epic battle for dignity and freedom....before your weakened circulatory system gives out and you die of massive coronary failure. What: you thought you could undergo an elective surgery that drastic and actually survive? Lol kid..... lol!!!!