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A security buzzer blasts and the camera pans in on a police line-up with five black male suspects with gang banger-sounding monikers like “L Boy” and “Lil Musty” … and Felicia the Goat. On the other side of the glass, a bulky, middle aged white guy in a cheap suit — possibly a prosecuting attorney — leads in a frail, trembling blonde woman (also white) sporting a neck brace, crutches, and a black eye. Clearly, she’s been roughed up by one of these scary looking black dudes … or the brown goat.
The man points to the suspects with the bottle of Mountain Dew he just happens to be carrying, and commands, “Alright, we’ve got ‘em all lined up. Nail this little sucker. C’mon, which one is he?” The woman grows increasingly agitated, as the goat makes threatening comments in a creepy, scratchy voice that (apparently) only she can hear … like, “It’s me. You should’ve gave me some more … I’m nasty,” and “better not snitch on a playa,” and “snitches get stitches, fool!” The first comment gives the impression that Felicia the Lesbian Goat had possibly sexually assaulted AND beaten the protagonist of this sorry tale.
“Snitches get stiches,” warns Felicia, the ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-d-ass goat. Man, that’s one b-a-a-a-a-a-a-d-ass goat (pun intended). The woman cries, “I can’t do this! I CAN’T DO THIS! No! No! No!” and hobbles out of the room screaming.