Mailboxes with Faces

Chapter Three,

Gavin put on his Suit and his tie and went out into the real world, always remembering Icy, the man horse. He shed a tear, and all he asked for was to see him again. But that's when the phone rings. "YO YO MANE DAWG, YO PHONE IS RINGING! MAYBE SOME 3 DOLLAHS FIFTY CENTS YO!" "Hello?" Gavin asked, "Hey Gavin, it's Icy, I just found us a location, just promise you'll be there, also, bring some weapons." Icy told Gavin the exact location to meet him at, and he wrote it down. Gavin went in his SOOPR FAST GT 56 SWAG Car and drove off to meet his long lost friend. An hour had past, and Gavin ate an entire steak in one bite and ran off into the building. He was not ready for what he saw.

You know those odd moments in movies where you just go like, woah, the gets me hardon. Yeah, I think everybody has done that befor- shut up? okay!

"Hey Icy it's great to see yo- your…" "Ass? Yes, you've always seen it." Icy said in an odd tone that Gavin had never heard before. Icy's butt was clenching so hard it could hold up a table of dancing Irish men. Icy grabbed Gavin's nipple and pulled him forward. "ICY, I HAVE TENDER NIPPLES!" Gavin yelped. "Oh sorry about that…" Icy said softly. The conversation broke into an awkwardly amusing thing to Gavin, and he burst out laughing. "What's so funny?" Icy squealed, "Are you not attracted to my body?" "No, it's not that it's just…" "Just what?" Icy asked. "Just 420 BLAZE IT FAGGOT!" Gavin exclaimed, as he pulled out 2 assault rifles and shot everything.

"Wow, way to ruin sexy time, Gavin." Icy said in a depressed voice. "I would tell you to shut up, so shut up." Gavin said. Gavin hugged Icy, he couldn't stay mad at him. But then something went terribly wrong… A voice was heard, it sounded like… Jon? "Hey guys, wanna get stoned and then make out?" Jon said. Gavin opened the door, and what had seemed to be one of the most amazing looking faggots out there, it was Jon.

But before we go into "Less bullshit mode" I wanted to add some more random stuff.

Gavin was walking around, Icy still naked, and Jon smoking weed in the background. The ice-cream truck sounded like it was getting closer… BAYUM! The truck was right smash in the middle of the room! Aside from all the terrors and screeches made, Gavin looked to see who was driving it… IT WAS BUTTMILK NIPPLES THE THIRD! And if that isn't bad enough for you, Jesus was in the back of the truck with dual light machine guns! "Well, I can see that we've got ourselves a stoner, a naked horse, and… who the butt what is he?" Jesus asked. "Ah, forget it, they'll all be dead. Take em' to hell, Jesus!" Buttmilk said, while laughing and driving at the same time.

Jesus, he already killed everybody, but Jon. And yes, Gavin and Icy were on their way to hell. By the way, have I ever mentioned this guy named Hatty? Super asshole with the hat? Well, he died, and this faggot named "Endee" refused to go to hell. He's dead now. And he's in hell, also. Great, another spread of characters I have to do stuff about.