It is the best of friends decide to write a fucking dumbass. All Gods are not protected from wrong-doings, but those who die re-spawn the following afternoon...

Gary was a man who wanted the end to come quick. He thought his life was a payment for freedom which he spent willingly like a gambler wastes an entire fortune. Gary was violent. Gary had issues.

Larry was just like Gary, but the name sounded similar as well so it gave a freaky undertone to their relationship, like they were superheroes or something. Larry was a pacifist. The only thing was he loved justice like a baby monkey loves his mama's titties.

Gary 'n Larry were written by the best of friends, James and Terry. They were just a fucking dumbass diversion they created to pass the time and get along. All Gods are not protected from wrong-doings, but those who die, well, they don't remain dead for long. In the very next day, the very next afternoon, those lucky God motherfuckers re-spawn. No wonder there's a war in heaven. Only Gary and Larry to save us. A wondrous fire rained down upon our heads. A true apocalypse.