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Jam Packed (2018)
PaZ Champs: Jinx, Zac
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Ok. It was official. The party was a bust. Chris was on his way back down 2 Brad still on the back patio 2 break the news:
1) No free drinks on the house, 2) the roof wasn't on fire, 3) nor was it made of tin OR rusted.
NONE of the claims true. WTF?! Who lies about THAT stuff? Whatever...
Just as Chris cleared the roof, disaster struck again. Chris’ package popped out of the $68 Andrew Christian Slim Swimmer Super Support Thong underneath his speedo. His bulge flooded outta control.
Oh great… U know, the LAST thing Chris needed was to give himself a black eye.
Still pissed off Brad put Viagra in the last batch of popsicles, Chris whipped out the highly controversial pointed finger. B4 he realized his “gay swag” was at the wrong angle, Brad and Chris found themselves banned from the Hot Desert Inndulge 4life. That would normally suck but luckily they each still had another option.
Brad and Chris were SOOOO over the reflective lighting. 8 PA’s holding those silvery things seemed excessive.
Chris said even Slim Shady didn’t stand a chance here. Brad had two M&M’s melt in his hand. That’s when Brad asked Chris if M&M’s came in black and white.
The director, Shirley, cut in immediately. “Brad. They DON’T. Why don’t u go wash your hands OK?”
(Talking to herself) GOOD LORD.
“Ok. Take five people. Brad’s washing his hands…. With soap. You hear me Brad?!? One solid minute WITH SOAP. Will someone ensure he gets Siri on the timer…. Please.”
Shirley would ask for a raise that afternoon.
I first feel the need to say that’s my BF Brad. Don’t worry too much. He’s been through worse.
Brad walked in a church once when he was 15 only because there was literally a tornado across the street & it was the closest building around. It was destroyed but luckily Brad managed to lodge himself between the pews so the giant cross with a man nailed to it didn’t crush him but rather provided a twisted sort of shelter from the rest of the debris. For three hours Brad was trapped with this chiseled nearly naked dude with thorns in his head obviously in horrific pain hovering right over him.
Brad still has nightmares. I cringe just from recounting the story. I have never seen a twister myself but I do know Helen Hunt vanished essentially overnight like plastic straws and Dorothy didn’t deserve being discounted by her uncles when she just wanted to share her dream.
She was knocked unconscious by flying debris. Poor kid. Can you imagine? I can’t support the film for that reason and of course the unforgivable special effects. Terrible. Just terrible. I mean they were criticized by the people of the day. Take a moment to read the original reviews. It’s very telling.
Did you know stealing pets is still not even a law in most places? Why are we stealing pets anyway? There’s the beginning of your problem. I can tell you that much.
Here’s what else I can say from 22 years of experience. 19-throw-it-away, stop recycling Pandora’s box, and create something to last a lifetime. No one does their research, we spin instead of provide context and no one will admit to themselves they already think. We need more than fabricated reason, a Google education, and a river cruise through Egypt to get through life you know. I tried them all and look at where we are. Where is that anyway? Never mind. It will come to me.
Now, before you say anything and to answer your question… Yes. It feels nice to get out. Lot’s going on but nothing going on. Do you know what I mean? BTW’s, please let me know if I’m putting words in your mouth. I’ve been talking to one person now for more than a year and you are my first contact since the onset of the pandemic. I should probably ask for your names huh?
(A short pause)
Ok. Let’s give this another whirl. Yeah?
Aloha. I’m Chris. We may get to my other half later. Do u frequent the Venetian pool often?
Ohhhh. Wait. Hold up. I remembered where we were but still f-d it up. It’s been a minute so forgive me. I forgot to ask your names. What are they? Then, I desperately need to know where you got your matching Brittany Spears halters. They absolutely rule.
Drugs Rock n Roll Bad ass Vega Whores Late Night Booty Calls Shiny Disco Balls
Brad and Chris thought to celebrate the new elevator in their three story dream house with a pool party. Having lived in Barbie and Ken’s former pad for a year now, what they were really celebrating was the dreaded ‘lump curse’ did not befall on either of them. Ken and Ken’s doctor said if their units didn’t mound over in the first year they’d be fine. In their brand new pink and purple Speedos, Brad and Chris were fine indeed. Exceedingly so. Perhaps they do a similar get up on Wednesday when Ken hosts Hump Day Happy Hour at the local Cantina. It is a hole in the wall but for whatever reason the whole thing just works.
Brad appreciated Chris’ suggestion. A hot dog did sound good… Real good! Mmmm.
Brad and Chris couldn’t get over how close they came to wearing the exact same outfit for the BBQ at their neighbor Luke’s.
Snapchat, Insta and TikTok were in a flurry. How could they not be?!? Brad and Chris were one moody green print away from a ‘Who Wore It Best” walk off.
Well, the two managed to pull the whole thing off in the hot tub just after sunset when they saw Luke was already nude. The rest you can probably find on JustFor.
The shade of it all!
Cute pair
Could he be a Daddy at 22? Brad did not know how age played into it.
Luckily, the spat between Brad and Chris ended when their neighbor Luke stepped in to announce the pool party he hosted was on Memorial Day. It was Labor Day, and no, they were not the same holiday. Juneteenth was also it’s own thing and indeed was new in an official capacity. It had been around for quite some time in reality so it was nice to finally see it recognized.
Luke then offered to stir up some taco dip if Brad and Chris wanted to stay.
Well, this was sufficiently awkward. This was by far Brad and Chris’ biggest infraction since the diagnosis debacle.
That’s a word correct? Debacle?
Anyway, how the h-e double hockey sticks were they going to get out of this one?
Maybe Chris would take another picture. (Click!)
Whatever his boyfriend Brad said was fine. It was water under a bridge he's never seen, heard of, or planned to cross, but here's what he had to say as to polls. "Half this country was in an abusive relationship and either didn’t know it, know how to get out, or somehow convinced themselves the situation just didn’t apply to them despite not living in an isolation chamber for eight years."
Chris then noted humans remain capable of reasoning anything and then followed this statement by a renewed call for a better form of thinking. As for the more desirable poles, well...Chris said he "would always take two and never turn down left overs or twins. Yum!"
Before his boyfriend could react to the raunch, Chris took ownership readily admitting his suggested sexual antics rang to him "a bit old school Christina Aquilaria," meaning it was both hot and dirty minus a few 'r's' of course.
The fact was the two were at a pool party in WeHo where every beautiful man in Los Angeles was in a Speedo or something of equally negligible coverage so Chris naturally assumed "between PREP, chlorine, and whatever part of the spectrum of sunlight that killed microbes and such, this was essentially the definition of a very well calculated risk."
Leaving no space once again for Brad, Chris went on to mansplain "in reality it was hot partially because it was summer. There was also this whole climate change thing going on," but then switched gears saying the leftovers and twins thing being so hot mostly stemmed from a softcore he watched when he was 16 titled “The Grill” that followed the sexcapades of a men’s college swim team while attending their coach’s off season summer bbq.
The early 80’s flick was considered edgy in its day apparently because the coaches wife was away on a business trip leaving the boys to fend for themselves. Chris was quick to point out tho the viewers never learn what kind of business she was in. He assumed it was advertising as that’s what the lead lady in the flick “Mr Mom” did. That both films were coincidentally released the same year carried enough weight to take the one hole in the softcore Chris didn’t want right off the table.
Seeing himself in full truthing mode, Chris then physically reached into thin air, pretended to grab something, then did the gay ‘z’ snap as he declared the shenanigans at the pool party "not actually dirty, but dirty adjacent due to all the precautions both manufactured and natural taken by the parties attendees.”
It was then Brad finally dove in the poll/pole conversation he started but largely failed to participate in with a sharp "True." Everyone attending the event already knew not to bring up the responsibility already taken at the party itself as it defeated the purpose. They were there for a good time and much of that was indulging themselves in the wild care-free fantasy. If someone was stupid enough to show up knowingly with something that wasn't theirs that's another tomb-sized plot of real estate for dancing upon in recognition of this person's immediate social death.
Vengeance hardly ended there. The reprise occurred at this persons physical death pending anyone knowledgeable of the event outlives this person. 99% of the time they did as for whatever reason vengeance keeps people alive until it's achieved. At that point, you’re as good as dead yourself.
That last part never appealed to Brad or Chris so they chose the sweeter slow release option of dancing nearly naked while high as a kite once or twice a month. It werked a lot of negative energy out though it admittedly invited some wonky back in. No transformation of energy was ever perfect or completely clean. Oddly this was never really spoken to across the board from the underground gays all the way through to mainstream society and then some.
The spiritual death or the parting of this person's soul were also celebrated but occurred less frequently. It largely applied to those in the deepest of the deep usually either claiming hetero and/or some sort of divinity. Ironically, few of them had souls or any sign of spirit hence the small numbers. They either never had them in the first place or they were already goners by the time the gays got to them. Regardless, the offenders helped keep the dancefloors packed in the after-after-afterhours which was a very twisted way to say sometime between 8am and noon the following day.
Brad went on to say "they were all reasons to dance and do drugs. Taking responsibility certainly granted its freedoms but no matter the situation or level of involvement, people will always cross lines. It's how anyone knows where they are. Once they are established, you’re either stupid or a hero for crossing them." Brad paused for a few seconds of self reflection. "We jump on that ship so quickly when on the sidelines don’t we?”
Chris dove back in the chat with his own sharp "True.” Then a two second pause followed by another “True. And True.” He then pointed out for the sect of the gay spectrum this notion did apply to inclusive of themselves, jumping on the revenge train for the anti gays felt not too dissimilar in concept to the whole 'I'll do anything for science' phenomenon.
Chris looked to his right giving a facial expression as if pulling files in his head. “It was weird to see that go off the deep end in recent years. Science that is. How did the entire field of academics and study just not make the dinosaur/bird connection until just now? Ummmm. Ooops. We took the dinosaurs extinction as this grand dramatic exit for hundreds of years."
Chris paused for Brad's acknowledgement smirk as he knew that was a zinger. It also gave him just enough time to conjure up another to wrap this conversation up. Chris was horny and could see a platter of hot dogs floating their way. He nodded to Brad who turned to see, then motioned the tray boy to stay on course to them. When his boyfriend turned back his way, Chris could see Brad's excitement matched his own.
Chris let out and unrehearsed “nice” then mentioned the hot dogs filled out their buns quite well too. Brad smiled at the notion and thanked his boyfriend for such kind observations. Chris then proceeded to smash last hurdle to happy happy joy fun land by spending his last two cents.
“As for both polls and poles, whenever these f*cks come around, we will take them in.”
“We always do.” Brad whole heartedly agreed adding, “people always seemed surprised both of them were so versatile and open minded.”
They were when it counted.
Chat should J sink or swim tonight
Ladies of League: Pool Party
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Part of my Ladies of League series for Machinima Realm
Left to right: Male VI, Female special weapon Zac, Male Syndra, Female Lee Sin, Female spirit guard Udyr
Elizabeth B.
Summer fits! i need to be a venice bitch at Venice Beach!
