You curl up your arms and do a flip, trying to choke him with wildly swinging arms. He side steps and you slam into the urinal. Before you get the taste of urinal cake out of your mouth he kicks you in the chin and it snaps and hangs to the side. You give the universal "say uncle" signal but Five Penis man ignores it. He sweeps your waving hands aside with a left hook. Then he delivers a open palm thrust into your forehead. You fly into a stall so hard you leave an impression on yourself in the metal. As you slide down he kicks you in the bread basket. You make a choked sound as your lungs rupture and blood spurts out your mouth and nose like a geyser. This bad boy ain't fucking around.
The last thing you experience before you die is him stomping on your face and your eyes spurting out.
The End