Sasuke grinned sadistically as he shoved his toes into Naruto's nostrils. Naruto had not been able to inhale for a good ten minutes, and was beginning to turn purple. And brain-damaged.
"Smell it, you worthless crapsack!" Sasuke shrieked, his patience and his erection were wearing thin. "Fine! I guess I need to use Mr. Slicey.." Sasuke dug around in his grimy pocket for a few tense seconds before procuring the object of his search, a pizza slicer with the name "Mr. Slicey" scratched on the blade in a childish scrawl. Sasuke giggled and waved the rusty implement in Naruto's face threateningly, but Naruto did not respond. He was clearly dead of asphyxiation. Sasuke swung his head fearfully from side to side, but no one had seen. At least not yet. What could he do?