Continued from Part 1...
"So, what's the plan with these, Doc?" Mr. Somewhat Reasonably Normal asked.
Doctor Awful stopped, plastic cage hanging from his mouth and stared into Mr. Somewhat Reasonably Normal's eyes the same exact way the devil does before placing the Big Bet on a man's character, drawing out the uncomfortable pause. "Do you remember that little wager Kevin and I had going the other week? Well, it seems that he wants to have his cake and eat it too. Yes, this is the only way..."
It was true, Doctor Awful had bet Loathsome Kevin that he couldn't stuff fourteen Hostess Ding Dongs in his mouth, mostly on the merit that it could be held over Loathsome Kevin's head for quite some time that he had crammed fourteen Ding Dongs in his mouth, a prize well worth the wager, at $100.
"That bastard is trying to flip it on me, saying I'm the type of guy who'd pay another man to put mouth on his Ding Dong. It won't stand! These cakes, it's what I need break even - I've already got four from the other bathroom. All these split in half'll make an even fourteen. Let's see if that fool will double down. We're gonna need frosting." With that Doctor Awful began vibrating gently.
To be continued (part 3)...
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