Pretty soon the corinthians mailbox had managed to synthesise itself into some kind of living, breathing, trippin,acidic organism,
MikeySammy had been tripping balls so hard that while he was speaking shit to the mailbox,the lysergic acid had been flowing out of his mouth, into the phone cross the digital fields and into the voicebox where it had intertwined with it and managed to discover some way of forcing the voicebox to injest it, once this was done, the process had began,
Mikey could hear breathing coming from the other end of the phone,
"whaaa doodes, yo doodes, this phones like talking to me and stuf"
"whoooooashhbbaaaaaaa,mukilaaaaassheeeeetttipathhhhh" screamed jaba, literally meaning, "phone? sex? i want phone sex!, ever since that bitch jabamahashi died its just been me and my dirty ass imagination"
Mikey through him the phone not wanting to anger the primal raging of the giant fatman on heat,
"oooooooooo, shewabangbing bong tootoooo" exclaimed jaba to the lysergic voice box
"yo bitch shut da fuk up, i aint no, big mama sex slave, willing to come tickle your fancy, not all 60000 pounds of it, n you better recognise,
with that the voice box swam out of the phone pulling a phat glock on jaba
"yo you n yo mama better watch yourselfs fool, or im about to unload a couple a pounds o intergalactic ewok ooze in your face!. yeah you heard me boi, this shit comes from endor, straight up fool, theres about a thousand o them little furry beasts in this hear barrel, and do you want to know what ewok ooze will do to sucha pretty face as yours.........
