Porn Insider writes: Can you guess what major porn disc replicator is cracking under the pressure?
I’ll give you a couple dozen hints; he runs around claiming to be connected, and that is why he can offer huge credit lines,… you know cause you gotta pay. He proffers a long standing beef with the current captain Caballero, but when the lights go out they escape under the sheets to do a bit more than carving up the bean.
His inside track was (until recently, very recently that is) that he acts as a CI to the shiny shoe square hair set from Va. But he does the boys back home a solid by sending the Dudley Dorights on a snipe hunt when it comes to the real deals of the bent nose set, you know on the fiddle with a fiddle.
But when his former right hand man, a certain mincing married man with the alleged ability to auto fellate his own wing wang flew the roost a couple years back he took all the big bad secrets with, including the cooked books, the cooked cooked books and even the dreaded real books that answer to Israel.
When he escaped with the misgivings (and proof of the continued siphoning from the Company {that’s Company with a capitol C} well) the bosses agreed to pay of the Jr. hedgehog under the guides of an interoffice boo boo, to the tune of millions.
But in the last years it turns out that the former sycophant aint so dumb after all. He decided that creating and screwing is one thing but nipping at Company funds is never a good idea. So he decided to redeem himself in the eyes of the pinky ring set and their compatriots at Tea and Biscuit by laying it out, letting them know where the skim was in, who got shorted and who got beat.
The brothers three got wind that change was in the horizon but being tried and true sons of Abraham they could not leave a nickel behind so they are working to collect the receivables as they liquidate real holdings. But paranoia got the unbetter of one of them so he ran out and got himself a federal badge,… with the EPA. Cause as he put it “it still makes me a fed and [they] wouldn’t dream of [inaudible] a fed” I guess the post office wasn’t hiring.
After all the smoke clears it became obvious that paying this discer is superfluous. And the big boys are moving to put cheep presses in on their own, you know ‘nothing personal it is just for old titles and new one’. And last I hear Tea & Biscuit is sold on the notion, they forwarded the whole mess to the in house collection.
I guess it aint paranoia if they are really out to get you, but I don’t think the Barney Fife routine will keep the wolves at bay. Maybe running to the brick haus will do it, but not the yellow bricks, cause they are coming for the RV shortly anyway. Have fun in Pahrump.
