"Cripes Jonesy, what is taking you so long? Put the little potato dude in front of the door and get your ass down here." Trevor ducked behind the greenery and scoped out the houses and businesses in the general vicinity.
“What'cha looking for, Trev?"
"Shh, keep it down, huh. I was keeping a lookout like I told you I would. We have more of these little dudes to put in doorways, so shake a leg."
Jonesy lumbered along behind him making more noise than three people twice his size. The pout on his dopey face meant he was about to complain, again. This is such an easy thing to do, not to mention it was a freaking original Friday the 13th prank. Why couldn't his cousin get into the swing of things and just have a little fun?
"Uh, Trev, why’d we have to use the paint again this time? That shit took forever to come off last time and the turpentine burned like hell… Specially on my ‘nads, man.”
“Hey, you’re the dumb ass who ran through the brambles…”
“I was trying to get away from a unicorn…” Jonesy mumbled.
Trevor rolled his eyes, again with the unicorn crap. “There’s no such thing as unicorns...”
“Yet here I stand nude and painted purple…with fucking wings, man. No such things as these either. ”
“What are you, a seven year old girl? People love the Nude Purple Fairy. Now shut up, whiny, and take this one over to the door of the G&B Gazette. Pretend to give it a tongue kiss while I snap the picture.”
“Why do we keep coming back to this town, Trevor? It gives me the creeps with all those animal sounds.”
“Give it tongue, man. Come on.” Trevor snapped the picture and tallied up in his head all the money he’d make on this baby.
“Why Talbot’s Peak, Cuz?”