Hinch and Zemanek: the Gay Broadcasters
October 4th 2008 00:04
Bearded clamourer, defamed wino, persistent pederast and sanctified salami sandwich, Derryn Hinch has had his wish of being buried beside his 'companion' Stan Zemanek ratified by the Pope.
"You can do as you wish, Saint Derryn of AW, just so long as you don't engage in unprotected sex with his rotten body before ejaculating in his blinking anus," the clearly misguided Pope told followers.
"For what it's worth [believed to go for about $49.95, depending on who you ask] I've never had unprotected intercourse like I have with Saint Stanley of 2GB," Saint Derryn, wearing women's clothes, told listeners.
"I'd like to take you up on that last comment," a caller, someone who had hadn't heard the calling, told the producers before being cut off at the ankles and turned into Chum, so chumpy you can carve it!
"We've got God, from Heaven," producers told listeners, playing for their wives and a new microwave from LG, Life's Good, "and he'd like to plug his new book, which is coming out soon,"
"I call it the Newest Testament," God, clearly a man with a beard or a woman with one or both or neither with both or either, told the line that had gone dead, "it's a self-help book I dedicate to myself. Hello? Hello? Hello! Jesus Christ!"
Zemanek, down there (pointing), was today, preparing a passage in his latest romance novel entitled, My Life as a Corspe, as he took a fistful of vaseline, smeared it all over and waited to be canonised, officially.
"I've waited my whole afterlife for this moment," Saint Stanley of 2UE, his eyes on fire, told Saint Derryn as the two, anuses in the sack, met on a mountain for a spot of fisting and some beans.
"You can do as you wish, Saint Derryn of AW, just so long as you don't engage in unprotected sex with his rotten body before ejaculating in his blinking anus," the clearly misguided Pope told followers.
"For what it's worth [believed to go for about $49.95, depending on who you ask] I've never had unprotected intercourse like I have with Saint Stanley of 2GB," Saint Derryn, wearing women's clothes, told listeners.
"I'd like to take you up on that last comment," a caller, someone who had hadn't heard the calling, told the producers before being cut off at the ankles and turned into Chum, so chumpy you can carve it!
"We've got God, from Heaven," producers told listeners, playing for their wives and a new microwave from LG, Life's Good, "and he'd like to plug his new book, which is coming out soon,"
"I call it the Newest Testament," God, clearly a man with a beard or a woman with one or both or neither with both or either, told the line that had gone dead, "it's a self-help book I dedicate to myself. Hello? Hello? Hello! Jesus Christ!"
Zemanek, down there (pointing), was today, preparing a passage in his latest romance novel entitled, My Life as a Corspe, as he took a fistful of vaseline, smeared it all over and waited to be canonised, officially.
"I've waited my whole afterlife for this moment," Saint Stanley of 2UE, his eyes on fire, told Saint Derryn as the two, anuses in the sack, met on a mountain for a spot of fisting and some beans.
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that one was a typical bathroom self portrait for MySpace . . . i see you have gone for a bathroom shot with your profile pic aswell!