SHIIIIT!
On this weeks show the worlds best club singer tries to purchase soiled underwear from the Police (Not the band, the other lot), The worlds best producer of this show flips his wig about unnecessary progress and both of these fine gents will need to either be more like "The Legend" Keeton Alford or get massive bristols fitted to be more famous.
Tunage is supplied by the only band to ever appear topless and gyrating to dance music in a regular reacurring dream by both the whole of England, Wales and Norway simultaneously on the same night. Those boys from Brighton, Son Of Robot!
Additional ear hole sex from Things We Lost In The Fire!
When a Seagull follows a trawler, does anyone give two shits?
Cheers!
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