Way number six: Sing the song Push It.
You and Daryl went on a run, raiding an abandoned home near the outskirts of the area where they prison was.
You walked in a large room, with Daryl trailing behind to give you cover.
It was clear.
Grabbing whatever you could, you stopped at a rare find.
A record player.
And what was the record?
Salt and Pepper's hit: Push It.
You started to play it out loud but he abruptly turns it off. "Not that junk. Where's the Sum21 or Rolling Stones and shit?" - "Leave it here. We don' needa' hear any of that."
He hate the song and now you knew what to do.
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You watched as with a sly smirk as Daryl held the little bundle of joy he came to nickname Lil Ass Kicker. He smiled warmly at her, snuggling his nose with hers. "Hey there, Lil Ass Kicker!" You heard him coo.
You crept up behind the redneck, squatting behind him in a position to start shaking your butt. "Ooh, baby! bae-bayyy!" You sang the song, smirking at the way he glared, handing the baby to the snickering Carol before storming out of the cell block.
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Daryl was standing at the gate of the jail with a sharp and iron crowbar grasped tightly in his hands. He was about to clear the path so Rick and the others could safely go on a run.
He was about to push the sharp metal into the face of a growling walker before you came out of nowhere again, using the element of surprise and began chanting, "Ooh! Ahh! Push it!"
He gave you a back-glance before gritting his teeth and driving the metal in the walker's face, instantly killing it. "Push it real good!"
He narrowed his eyes walking away.
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Everyone was asleep in their cell block.
Except for you of course.
He thought you left the record player and the record.
With a smirk, from underneath the cot he had set up, started to play the song.
Ooh! Ahh! Push it! Push it real good!
Ooh baby! bae-bayyy!
Baby! bae-bayyy!
"Damn it!" Daryl yelled. The redneck got off of his cot, storming out of the cell and out of the jail. Through the gates and back into the woods from wince he came.
But little did he know. You also found a pager in the same exact house and it so happened to have the ringtone of the song Push It. An alarm was set to ring every five minutes.
Push it real good! The tone played, even disturbing the redneck in his natural habitat.
A little farfetched but my favorite so far.
If you don't like and think they are offensive, look at the genres. Humor and PARODY. No harm wanted and no offense taken. I love Daryl and his brother MERLE. Yes the name-spelling was a joke.
Geez, lighten up Guest-reviewers.
Stay tooned for the next!