[Sal the Mudokon]

Another overtly violent chapter by Sal the Mudokon. BTW, for future reference, my name is niether Sal, nor Hans. It's Matt if you guys want to go by first name, Sal the Mudokon if you want to go by Forums name, and Bloodrider Darkfist if you want to go by my REAL name.



"Giovanni?" said the hefty man in the white suit.
"Yes, sir," said the black, cross-eyed, one-legged crack whore, "They've gotten him... and we now believe that he might be dead."
"How would you know!?"
"Well, we found his body in the river last night, we noticed that he was either really tired or ... dead."
"Have you tried pouring little drops of water on his face?"
"Yes."
"...And the ice on the nipples? Did you try that?" asked the man, trying to find ways to wake up Giovanni.
"No sir, but we'll get right on it."
"Good... good..."
Several seconds passed before the crack whore came hobbling back into the man's office.
"Sir,"
"Yes, crack whore, what is it??"
"He's..." she paused, knowing the man's greef, "dead."
"Yeah, well, shit happens."
"Glad you're taking this well, sir."
"Me too," he said as he pulled his machine gun out from under his desk and shot her other leg off. "Haha! Now you're a NO-LEGGED, cross-eyed crack whore! Hahahahahaha..."
The black, no-legged, cross-eyed crack whore fell to the ground and pulled herself out of the room, leaving her leg behind her. The man in the white suit pushed the button to get to his secretary.
"Yes?" asked the secretary.
"I need you to get someone very important on the line..."
"And who might that be, sir?"
"The Cupcake..."
"The Cupcake?"
"The Cupcake, bitch! THE CUPCAKE!!!!"
...
And, ugh, get someone in here to clean this leg up."