But the groupies were in for a surprise of their own. After things had settled down and Mango had completed his carefully choreographed dance routine, host Sally returned the set to the somber tone that acts as the calm before the storm that is a talk show paternity test. "One of you has something to say, don't you?" asked a serious again for the moment Sally. The groupies looked around nervously before fixing their gaze on a teary eyed WebKittyn. "I do," she meowed. Her friends gasped in shock (or excited perversion, in the case of Bacony Goodness) as she recounted a ridiculously kinky encounter a month earlier with a man named Calvin at an NBA Legends convention. What started as a simple autograph request soon devolved into a hotel sex romp involving 88 cans of Cat Chow Moist and one hauntingly life like calico cat costume. And now, she was here to take a pregnancy test. Because when you're on national television, if there are two things you want to make sure you do, it's tell your most horriffic sex story and follow it up by letting the nation know you did it without protection. Of course, the test was positive. WebKittyn left the town in shame, never to be seen again.
Meanwhile, Calvin "Chester" Murphy was watching all of this unfold at the ESPN Sports Bar and STD Clinic. He knew he was in trouble as soon as he took that chick's cat suit off and saw the Houston Rockets throwback jersey with the name "Firecrotch" on it that she was wearing underneath. For weeks, he had been exhibiting all of the classic symptoms of syphillis which, thankfully, the author of this recap is wholly unfamiliar with and therefore will not go into detail about (a Google search for "syphillis symptoms" at home or at work, is also out of the question). After much prodding from his less than thrilled wife, he had come here to have it checked out. After a few hours, the doctor came out dressed in an NBA referee uniform, because that's the schtick here at the ESPN Sports Bar and STD Clinic. He ran up to Calvin, blew his whistle in his face, made a technical foul type motion with his hands and shouted "Syphillis! Number 23, Calvin Murphy, rare and untreatable, you'll be dead in minutes!" and made another motion as if to suggest he'd been thrown out of the game. Kind of a tasteless way to go about things, but pretty fucking awesome to the outside observer. And with that, Calvin "Chester" Murphy was dead. But hey, at least he didn't have to pay his bar tab (ESPN sent a collection agency after his wife for that).
And now, for what may be the biggest surprise of all...game over, groupies win.
Winners:
Dave - groupie and game winner
Mango (gay) - Baby Mama and game winner
norseman1066 - groupie and game winner
jeckles - Pharmacist and game winner
Bacon - groupie and game winner
Losers:
monogodo - NBA All-Star, taken out by groupies day 3
Malfouka - groupie, taken out by All-Stars day 1
Our House - groupie, taken out by groupies day 2
Deb - Maury Povich, taken out by groupies day 1
Dr. Zen - asshole, taken out by me five minutes into the game
Otto - NBA All-Star, taken out by his fellow All-Stars day 2
Chester - NBA All-Star, taken out by the Fire Crotch, day 3
WebKittyn - Fire Crotch, taken out by All-Stars, but took one with her when she went
Edited by Adam, 27 November 2007 - 02:31 PM.










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