EGO Party

PIW Massacre
Nov. 23, 2002

"EGO! EGO! EGO! EGO!" the drunken/drugged/insane crowd chanted for everyone's favorite tag team on the planet, Team EGO, who stood in the middle of the chaos, sandwiched by hot piece after hot piece of ass. Vincent and Studd were each armed with official EGO microphones in one hand and bottles of beer in the other.

"Throw your shirts in the air and wave 'em like you just don't care!" Vincent yelled.

A few chicks obliged, waving their Team EGO T-shirts over their heads, providing some titillation.

"Now, I am here with this lovely little creature namedum, something or other. And baby, what's on your mind tonight?"

"Sorry, didn't mean to stump you. And what about you?" he asked, putting the microphone to the lips of a lovely redhead.

She then whispered something into Vincent's ear. He smiled. "Nothing more fun than spending a night with a bunch of young, drunk chicks, eh Studd?"

"Well there is absolutely no doubt in my mind about that Trey," he said as he reached out into the crowd with his free arm and yanked another young girl from the crowd of drunken ladies. Studd wrapped his arm around her, as the drunken blonde looked up into his eyes and gave out a drunken smile at him, as she placed her hand upon his chest. He could only smile and looked down upon her, "Now baby, I've got a few questions to answer, and seeing as how you can still stand up straight, I'd like to ask them to you...is that cool?"

She looked down at Studd, and her eyes widened as she reached the area between his legs...seeing the large package that he kept within. Studd could only grin as he took the microphone and placed underneath the blonde's chin, and pulled her face up to meet his face. He made a hand motion to keep her eyes on his, before continuing.

"Whaa?" she asked with a giggle.

"Just smile and nod babe, smile and nod", he said with a egotistical grin, as she did so with much emphasis.

"Now the first question is...what is your name?"

"Well it's..."

"Wait!", Studd said as he held his open hand to her face. She looked a bit confused beneath her alcohol-infested mind state, as she pushed the hand away. Studd just smiled at her, "Actually, it doesn't really matter", he said as he turned his head over to the camera and *wink*ed. Studd turned back around, "But seriously baby, you know that tonight saliva must be donated to the foundation of Team EGO, and since I recognize those eyes...I know you already did your part"

She slowly smiled and *wink*ed back at Studd.

"But baby, the question is...are you willing to donate much more?", he said as he raised his eyebrow up to her. But before he knew it, she had just been waiting for that and quickly grabbed Studd by his belt buckle and pulled him off camera...but before she did...Studd's face returned to the camera's view, as he let out a thumbs up...lowered his sunglasses...

*wink*

And as Studd was dragged off into a orgasmic moment...

A drunk raver ran in front of the camera and began yelling: "YEAH! I'M ON TV!! I RULE! PAUL LEVINE ROX!!!!"

WHACK!

Somehow (don't ask how), Vincent had a steel chair in his hands and just successfully leveled the drunken fecker.

"No one is ON TV but the ladies, ya dumb fag," Vincent said , shaking his head in disgust at the loser on the floor. But then the twins showed back up, the T-shirts barely hiding their breasts, and Vincent dropped the chair and grabbed one of them and headed to grind with her on the dance floor. As Studd suddenly returned, while being kissed on the chest by one girl, and quickly grabbing the other twin and putting the 'deadly' lip lock upon her, before bringing her off screen as well.

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