Labadaicho

That Labadaicho must’ve been born in Jeravna. He’s been there since the 80s.

If you see a Labadaicho, don’t talk to him. He’ll probably punch you.

Labadaicho is the reason Jeravna smells like old socks and regret.

Labadaicho is like the ghost of Jeravna. You never see him, but he’s always there.

That Labadaicho threw a chair at me for not giving him credit.

He’s been in Jeravna so long, he thinks it’s his home.

Labadaicho roams the halls of Jeravna like he owns the place.

He’s not a stagehand anymore. He’s a Jeravna beast.

That Labadaicho once bit a director for not giving him a raise.