The reigning DJ King (Mk VII) is - @Kira with the all time super set of the millenium

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Black-leathered Gimp and the Chocolate Smearing
“Who the f*ck are you supposed to be?” whined Mr Jez to Deckham. Their first underground gig was a masquerade ball.

“The Gimp from Pulp Fiction of course!” Deckham was dressed in black leather from head to toe and was smoking meth cut with Winstrol and Testosterone Enanthate.

Mr Jez shook his head and exhaled, pretending not to be impressed. But he knew his Zorro costume was lame in comparison…

Yossarian flipped his little red riding hood over his head as he looked out at the crowd from behind a curtain backstage. “How long until we go on, Navy?” said Yossarian.

“Lifetime Ban! You’ll call me Lifetime Ban from now on!” Lifetime Ban was wearing a Kermit the frog costume and was staring menacingly at Yossarian. Yossarian raised both hands in surrender and nodded.

“Fair enough, big man. I mean, what you did at that Party-safe gig was, well… the whole taking a dump thing on stage… and then the, um… smearing… er… you certainly have earned the right to have a new nickname.”

Lifetime Ban nodded approvingly. “DJ Up Up said he’d finish his set at twelve sharp. So, we’re on in five minutes,” replied Lifetime Ban. He finished tuning his banjo and strummed a few bars of Rainbow Connection to warm up.

Deckham strapped on his new (and highly illegal) blood-red Les Paul guitar. It looked like a droopy red sash against the black background of his leather gimp suit. He started shredding and thrusting his pelvis. The others averted their eyes. “Mmm… the leather and metal studs feel so good against my member. I wonder if there will be blood or s.punk this evening?” said Deckham.

“WTF! You have metal studs on the inside of your pants? You’re a sick dude, Decks. Anyway, it’s time to play!” said Yossarian.

“And now, for their first underground gig. Give it up for Mr Jez and the Yossarian Splooge!” said DJ Up Up. The crowd hooted and yelled. Deckham turned up his volume, and exploded onto the stage playing the opening riff.”

The next episode is called: Astral W.anking and the Baker-Vlad Covenant

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I always knew Decks was a sick fkr!

Yes.

FFS! It’s game day and I’m already out of likes. FFS!

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Yes

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hahahahahahahahaha
just log me in for auto-yeses from now on.

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Bah… I missed prime Cheap Trick!!!
Yes for latest.
What an epic journey!

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Well ■■■■ me. What a brilliantly funny way to wake up to the day. Love it @Kira. Apart from anything else, you actually picked the one instrument I have a true connection to as my mother used to play the banjo.
I am also wondering what got smeared now, have the whole mint chocolate thing happening in my mind.

YES!!!

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Says he who was “having a moment” in his car… :slight_smile:

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image

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I’m not sure what the problem is?

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YES

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Occasionally i float back in to see what’s happening. Today, totally worth it.

Has navy voted on this song yet?

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Yes: Klawdy, Strewth, Deckham, Baker, LB. Hambo

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I still don’t have any likes :frowning: Thanks everybody.

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Ha! He certainly has :slight_smile:

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Pot. Kettle. Black.

Brace yourself. If the current song gets through, a Klawdy song is inbound…

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Nervous excitement inititiated.

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And me :grinning:

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Yes

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My Zorro pic was meant to be a Yes too.

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Thanks :slight_smile:

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Astral Wanking and the Baker-Vlad Covenant
“So you’re trying to blackmail me, Andrew?”

“Not at all. I’m just a good friend trying to help, Bakes. Like I said last time we met, bad people have compromising videos of you. I’m now in a position where I can get them back. But, it’s going to cost you…”

Klawdy turned the volume up on his receiver and settled back into the seat of his car. He was fully buzzed from a cocktail of blue and yellow purple pills. And his member was fully firm. Nothing got him more aroused than discovering secrets! “Full audio of Fat Vlad blackmailing Judge Baker. And all it cost me was a bottle of Yamazaki 12 to get the maitre d’ to place the bug,” said Klawdy. He increased his stroke rate while listening to the conversation.

“And what’s it going to cost me?” said Baker.

“All you have to do is recuse yourself from an upcoming trial and let Justice Middleton preside.”

“That’s it? And I’ll get the original videos and any copies back?”

“You certainly will.”

“What trial?”

“I’ve been told we’ll find that out when the time is right."

“Make it happen. I’m done here. Don’t contact me again until you have those videos!” said Baker.

Splooge! As Klawdy experienced peak eros, his spirit temporarily left his body and entered the target of his voyeurism—judge Baker. Klawdy could hear Baker’s thoughts and feel his bodily sensations as he walked out of the restaurant. Judge Baker was massaging the crotch of his pants, Klawdy could feel Baker’s serpentine fullness as if it was his own. If Fat Vlad screws me, I will shoot that motherfarker dead!

Snap! Klawdy’s spirit was pulled back into his body and his connection with the judge was severed. Klawdy smiled. “My Goodness, Judge Baker is far more unhinged than he looks. It wouldn’t take much to push him over the edge!”

Klawdy didn’t understand how he was able to enter other people’s bodies and minds but it was incredibly intoxicating. He cranked up Love you right by Euphoria on his car stereo, and sped off into the night.

The next episode is called: KoK-envy and the New Amsterdam Armistice

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