"Yeah, I was driving the roller on the field, and I spotted this gimp running across it, so I ran over it. Makes a perfect shower mat for my pool house," Bruno said to the two additional pairs of feet now standing on Chad in the shower.
"Wait, you mean there's a flattened corpse under our feet?" Rod said in a panic.
"Nah, gimps are empty animated suits. Rick made one last summer, but it got away. Rick said that he traps a spirit in the rubber, but to make it a true gimp slave, you have to use it. I figure using it as a shower mat for a month or two will make it worship male feet and cum when we reinflate it."
"Say, you said Rick made it. Should we tell him?"
"I didn't say Rick made it. I said Rick made on last summer. It ran away, I suppose it might be the same one? I just assumed somebody made a new one. I suppose it could've been Rick. But if it is his, Rick would probably take it away from us."
"But if you return it, he might reward us? You know let us use the gimp or something?"
"Aaaaah!" Bruno exclaimed. Droplets of hot goo splattered on Chad's flattened body.
"I christen thee Pool House Shower Mat Gimp," Bruno said.
"That's too long a name," said Todd, "how about just Matt?"
"Short name is good, but it might be more fun to call our gimp Chad," Rod said thinking about his weird hallucination with that used jockstrap.
Bruno and Todd laughed.
"Chad the Gimp it is then!" Bruno announced.
Chad wondered if they knew who he was after all.
"Oh, calling the gimp Chad will really piss off our MVP Chad.