"NO WAY! I WANNA KICK THEIR ASS! THAT HAD POOP ON IT!" He flails trying to get free even as he's half running, half dragged backwards. He propellers his free arm, glowering at the mob who are becoming bottled up in the narrow street.

"GUM GUM NO-- STRIKE!"

And he clocks the lead right on the chin, sending him crashing into the others and knocking most of them flat.