Hey, Slappy, why didn't you go to New York with Dag and littlek? I thought you guys were like peas in a pod.
Gus, I thought so too.
I called, left messages, and never heard back. I then tried ringing their doorbells, to no avail. I was following them in my car, but they're fast drivers, and I couldn't keep up. It got to the point where my nightmares consisted of me being a fly in the wall in a room where littlek and Dag were talking.
"Hey, I heard Slappy really wants to come to NY."
"Yea, I can't wait. Slappy's sexy as hell and I'm going to bang the snot out of him."
"Screw that. Kicky's too much man for two of us, never mind just one of us while Slappy's giving the other the dry-humping of her life on his couch."
"You're right. Let's not call him back."
"Cool." <high five while chugging can of Keystone Light>
I don't know what to do, Gus. NY sure would have been fun.