Cuntinued from post #55.
From the Police blotter the true story so far..
Jillian is blamed for obliterating the planet.
V.V.V. Drinks and drugs himself into a coma.
More fuel is delivered.
FTL causes riots.
GMISBEST gets a perfect fit wedding gown @ MSRP + Tx.
....An atrocious disco caterwaul starts up. The failing chanteuse, Britney Spears hired cheaply as she can't get a gig, ..is booed off and anally molested by the young BW hounds as even they, in their inexperience, are appalled at her skanky vag. Her hanger-on friend Paris a smarmy, asinine, chattering bottle blond suffers the same anal fate to the jackals and is deservedly beaten as well.
An eager member bounds up to the stage and performs The Dirty Sanchez ..alone ! This social faux pas is rightly regarded as too crass for the Grand Occasion and he is pelted with old MB U.S. headlights, useless monovalves, worn rail guides and 14" stock alloy wheels. In the corner Jakarta Expat is clobbering Shane with a 280 short block " Big enough for you now? " ..Rams it up his ass and it's a sloppy fit, Shane was right !
The SWAT team is called and rapidly moves in only to be repelled and defeated by the ferocity of the BW members, led by FTL who is gleefully throwing insults at their manhood in a continuing effort to sell some of his products and blames Rove, Rumsfield and the Republican party when he's unsuccessful. Jillian gives out vintage 'ludes from her private stash to mellow and calm the BW brotherhood after the clash.
Kamil parades in, carrying a large poster of himself, smirking and proudly winking at the bimbos to jeers of 'fag' 'queer' 'nancy boy' and lurid obscene invitations from the Mens toilets which he seems to be considering. Applying eyeliner, powdering his nose and extracting a very LARGE butt plug from his hairless L'Oreal'd ass he flippantly throws it to the MB.org tribe, this enrages them but he's so egotisical he doesn't notice and ascends clumsily to the speakers rostrum. This candy-flossed preposterous pissant clown, a sniggering, snuggling, small dicked, brass balled, vapid, inane, scent-impregnated, mincing, gibbering, vacuous, slag-heap of lilac-covered pus, who has actually gained entry to some sort of University is a glittering example of why the rest of the world think Americans are stupid ..Camel Sex demands to be Emperor of the Universe, then naively asks " What would you guys do if you walked in on your wife cheating? " A cream pie hits him squarely in the mush and a round of guffaws, disdain and derison erupts from the unruly multitude as a cuckolded fiance fires a gun in his direction hitting a 10 ton chandelier which crashes to the floor spilling an enormous cache of cocaine everywhere and several members noses are broken in the rush. The Venerable Von Vorshlag is jarred by this disturbance and his arm automatically shooting straight up, orders another quarter pounder spliff of Bob Marley Blue Mountain and a crate of his Remy Martin Louis XIII Grande, without rousing from his prone comatose state, ...but it's a healthy sign !
Now at the dias a deserved compliment goes to Zeitgeist for the succinct .. " You're all worthless turds " which resulted in a stunning self realisation by devastated members and a posting plunge on BenzWorld.org that lasted weeks due to severe depression and drunkenness. A few death threats are shouted out but are dealt with severely.
Thrillkill posts some youtube videos to the big screens which loosens up the crowd and dazzles them with the idiocy of our species, then the well composed Germanstar steps up, responding with choice witisisms to receive the .. 'Special Compliment in a Bestiality Thread' for the delightful and economical "Oh deer ! " which adroitly sidestepped the more obvious 'John Doe?' pun. .Bravo !
Meanwhile a bonfire and a stake are being erected by the Pope for Thrillkill's recent pictured gross blasphemy of the revered J. Christ.
This should be good, ..how's T.K. going to Google his way out of this one?
The mood darkens now as Thrillkill cunningly offers a peace 'council' with some vintage wine, a Penfolds Grange 1951 @ $49,534.55 per 750 ml. .ile Pope no stranger to 'sacramental' wine eyes it with a knowing lust, ....he's going for it. Ten bottles are blessed in a blur, swiftly consumed by His Holiness and the BW mob manoeuvre the now plowed Pope towards the pyre soaked with bottles of Glennfuckit Irish Whiskey, torch it with a burning porn mag, throw the Pope on and immolate him. Bibles are tossed on by Corkscrew to keep the bonfire raging and the masses are cheering again. They grab Kamil, brutally castrate him to resounding cheers, shove the 280 block up his bunghole, it falls out of his ass too ! Undeterred they toss him onto the bonfire he's so optimistic he still doesn't get it and asks " Any of you ever bang a fat chick ? " .... as he crackles in the flames.
Now George W. Bush gate-crashes and the throng start heckling "Say something George" misreading the gathering he does, " I read three Shakespeares. ... I've got a eck-a-lec-tic reading list." a tremendous howl issues forth, "Just that ONE special word George, just that ONE " and George stutters it out " t t t t transformationed " The mob roars with delight, Jayhawk takes him to the bonfire in disgust and throws him on top of Kamel Sex and the Pope. Now the Great Hall is shaking from the foundations to the rafters in merriment. At last the Venerable Von Vorshlag stands up, bottles, crustaceans and cream pies are flying everwhere........
"If this is the Xmas party, what's the new Years Eve shindig going to be like?"
"This is BW Compliments Awards, the Xmas party starts tomorro...uh oh!."