In the weeks that followed, Angus McNitt became a minor celebrity--people emailed and wrote old-fashioned letters to the show saying how much they enjoyed the resident stooge. Strangers were even recognizing him on the street in LA or in line at the grocery store, and they'd tell him how funny they thought he was, some of them looking mischievously like they were about to go buy a pie and smash it in his face, which luckily never happened.

About a week after the show with Reverend Blibberson, Angus was surprised and delighted to see a voice mail message from Pete, the local construction worker who had been in the drone sketch with him a month before. Pete wanted to "go to the next level", and could they meet up at a bar or restaurant?

After a few emails back and forth, they met the next Tuesday, at a McDonalds and Pete immediately came clean: he was gay, despite his manly athletic build, AND he wanted to gunge. He explained how he'd grown up watching Double Dare and You Can't Do That On Television, longing to get gunged himself, but hiding his erections and thinking he must be some totally unique sexual being. But that repressive feeling lifted in the late 90s, when he realized from the Internet that there were a whole lot of guys just like him out there, gay and with the same fetish. Angus told him his own story, which was pretty much the same. Pete replied that he had joined UMD and other messy websites, fascinated and turned on with the sexy guys getting pied, but he was still very shy--he had gunged himself a few times, but had never posted any pictures, nor could he ever get up the nerve to ask anyone else to do it with him. That was why he was so happy when he got to be a contestant on Treasure Chest and mess around with Angus on the show, in public no less. But then, afraid that Angus would blow him off, Pete had taken a long time agonizing over calling him back.

Blow him off? Angus couldn't believe his luck--a gay guy with beautiful blue eyes and a hot body, a gunge partner from Heaven. They set up a meeting at Angus's hotel room for the following Saturday morning. Pete brought a huge sheet of plastic from his current job site and a dozen cans of Barbasol shave cream; Angus was able to corral about 30 day-old custard pies off the company's delivery trucks in LA.