Gus wiggled his flabs when Blob came over. A man fatter than him was really existing!  The guy started speaking Yiddish or something whilst shaking his mayo. Gus applauded. He loved mayo and foreign languages. What a gentleman! Maybe this guy also wanted to protest drugs. "Yes! Good!" He cheered as the man started putting mayo on the rubber tire and biting into it. Clearly, this man had some mental problems or was raised by some strange animals. That was okay though. As long as he hated drug selling ice cream truck men.

Gus decided to show his support by commencing a wild licking of the mayo with his new fat pal. That's when some skinny boy came through cursing like a sailor.  Gus whirled around theatrically, swinging his arms. "I'll serve you on a flip flop you drug-dealing meth head!"
However, when he shot the ice cream man, Gus hollered with fear. "OOOOOOOIIIIII!" He threw himself into the truck and began doing rambunctious CPR on the obviously dead man.