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PLAIN AND SIMPLE.
While Gregg attempted to fight the man and Howard, something he had long warned against as the downfall of the show, Ant was content making his prissy jokes and giggling while the Worm sat back and said nothing, not willing to jeopardize a gig.
Ant would jump in to make a joke, and like the intellectual powerhouse Hughes is he would push his way through another tired Shining reference or thinly veiled racism. After the show would devolve into more child fucking talk the Greggster would cut through the degeneracy like a buttery beat with a phone call. Each time he did he was not only saving the show from a firing, but saving Ant and Jim from exposing who they were to the audience.
And guess what…while Norton and Anthony were sucking each others cocks to completion in the Sirius bathrooms during break…what was Opie doing? Taking meetings with management. Not as part of the system but as a double agent, absorbing it’s knowledge to destroy it from within. And when things got bad and they would lose radio stations, no doubt due to Ant and Jims perversions, the weight would fall on Greggs shoulders again. And he’d be faaawwwwkin fuming.
Opie, being the strong man he was, would come into the studio with an aura around him. Everyone knew not to needle him. Ant saw the spaghetti on the wall radiating from this masculine figure and jumps to text Jimmy out of a fear response…”The little cunt won’t even fuck me”…..This is what Ant really said. Opie just lied to save Anthonys reputation. The Opster may be cruel, but he’s not homophobic. That’s a queer i’m just not willing to out. Sniff. Opie knew who the text was for. He knew Anthony and Jim could barely contain passionately fucking on the console every morning.
And guess what…like the sissies they are, when the Greggster was in a bad mood they would slink back into their foreskins, afraid to make a joke. Afraid of what a real man looks like. Honestly they didn’t know if they were intimidated or turned on by him, perhaps both. When Ant and Jim talk about Opie changing after getting married it’s not about Opies attitude towards jokes having a family. It was projected resentment that the man they wanted to fuck most but could never have was finally gone. When Opie would shut down Uncle Paul it wasn’t out of sensitivity but because he realized the depravity of it all. That it was conditioning him into their kid touching ways.
And finally…when Ant went on a tranny fucking escapade in Times Square and got his ass kicked, and subsequently fired, Gregg stuck his neck out for him. He went into the bosses office faawwwwkin screaming trying to get him back, but they wouldn’t budge. Anthony, the phony mothahucka he is, tried to invite Opie on his show under the pretense of making up. Really it was an ambush, and Opie knew this. He invited his brothaman of 20 years to have a road soda, one last attempt to make the dense nigger who sat in front of him all those years understand the responsibilities and agitations of a real man; that even though he was his friend and partner, he would never have sex with him. Ant, of course, declined. And proceeded to go on a 2 hour rant publicly insulting Opie and his wife, sicking the fans on him too.
Opie attempted to make due with the degenerate Norton, to mold him into a less reprehensible person…but to no use. He granted him to host Anthonys show while he was in rehab after motherfucking him, and at Opies lowest moment when Jim argued with him on the air, Ant did another Greggshells episode. Anthony never understood what it was to go into the big wigs office and talk about negotiating deals. He was happy to sit back, let others do the work for him, and sign so he could get back to sucking cock.
While Opie was hanging with the Philly Crew and fucking women, Anthony was punching his Opie pillow, resentful that no matter how much the delusional fans told him he was the funny one, it was always OPIE and Anthony. He could never go on a late night show alone, always having to lean in and be the small twink next to the true star of the show. Without Jimmy accompanying them to these outings the radiating degeneracy of Anthony was evident to all. While Anthony was tweeting out sneaky pictures he took of black children, Opie was raising his own kids; who no doubt Anthony wishes he could have fucked. Anthony, in his perpetual 13 year old state, wanted to treat his job he was being paid millions for like another high school. Come in hung over, do no work and have no responsibilities, goof off, have your chick sit on your lap…and when the teacher tells you you’re being a disruptive asshole? Fuckin authority mann….i’m just having fun.
And now, while Opie streams on a serene beach interviewing corn, Anthony is screaming racial epithets at video games, his “girlfriend” pilfering his belongings all the while.
While Gregg attempted to fight the man and Howard, something he had long warned against as the downfall of the show, Ant was content making his prissy jokes and giggling while the Worm sat back and said nothing, not willing to jeopardize a gig.
Ant would jump in to make a joke, and like the intellectual powerhouse Hughes is he would push his way through another tired Shining reference or thinly veiled racism. After the show would devolve into more child fucking talk the Greggster would cut through the degeneracy like a buttery beat with a phone call. Each time he did he was not only saving the show from a firing, but saving Ant and Jim from exposing who they were to the audience.
And guess what…while Norton and Anthony were sucking each others cocks to completion in the Sirius bathrooms during break…what was Opie doing? Taking meetings with management. Not as part of the system but as a double agent, absorbing it’s knowledge to destroy it from within. And when things got bad and they would lose radio stations, no doubt due to Ant and Jims perversions, the weight would fall on Greggs shoulders again. And he’d be faaawwwwkin fuming.
Opie, being the strong man he was, would come into the studio with an aura around him. Everyone knew not to needle him. Ant saw the spaghetti on the wall radiating from this masculine figure and jumps to text Jimmy out of a fear response…”The little cunt won’t even fuck me”…..This is what Ant really said. Opie just lied to save Anthonys reputation. The Opster may be cruel, but he’s not homophobic. That’s a queer i’m just not willing to out. Sniff. Opie knew who the text was for. He knew Anthony and Jim could barely contain passionately fucking on the console every morning.
And guess what…like the sissies they are, when the Greggster was in a bad mood they would slink back into their foreskins, afraid to make a joke. Afraid of what a real man looks like. Honestly they didn’t know if they were intimidated or turned on by him, perhaps both. When Ant and Jim talk about Opie changing after getting married it’s not about Opies attitude towards jokes having a family. It was projected resentment that the man they wanted to fuck most but could never have was finally gone. When Opie would shut down Uncle Paul it wasn’t out of sensitivity but because he realized the depravity of it all. That it was conditioning him into their kid touching ways.
And finally…when Ant went on a tranny fucking escapade in Times Square and got his ass kicked, and subsequently fired, Gregg stuck his neck out for him. He went into the bosses office faawwwwkin screaming trying to get him back, but they wouldn’t budge. Anthony, the phony mothahucka he is, tried to invite Opie on his show under the pretense of making up. Really it was an ambush, and Opie knew this. He invited his brothaman of 20 years to have a road soda, one last attempt to make the dense nigger who sat in front of him all those years understand the responsibilities and agitations of a real man; that even though he was his friend and partner, he would never have sex with him. Ant, of course, declined. And proceeded to go on a 2 hour rant publicly insulting Opie and his wife, sicking the fans on him too.
Opie attempted to make due with the degenerate Norton, to mold him into a less reprehensible person…but to no use. He granted him to host Anthonys show while he was in rehab after motherfucking him, and at Opies lowest moment when Jim argued with him on the air, Ant did another Greggshells episode. Anthony never understood what it was to go into the big wigs office and talk about negotiating deals. He was happy to sit back, let others do the work for him, and sign so he could get back to sucking cock.
While Opie was hanging with the Philly Crew and fucking women, Anthony was punching his Opie pillow, resentful that no matter how much the delusional fans told him he was the funny one, it was always OPIE and Anthony. He could never go on a late night show alone, always having to lean in and be the small twink next to the true star of the show. Without Jimmy accompanying them to these outings the radiating degeneracy of Anthony was evident to all. While Anthony was tweeting out sneaky pictures he took of black children, Opie was raising his own kids; who no doubt Anthony wishes he could have fucked. Anthony, in his perpetual 13 year old state, wanted to treat his job he was being paid millions for like another high school. Come in hung over, do no work and have no responsibilities, goof off, have your chick sit on your lap…and when the teacher tells you you’re being a disruptive asshole? Fuckin authority mann….i’m just having fun.
And now, while Opie streams on a serene beach interviewing corn, Anthony is screaming racial epithets at video games, his “girlfriend” pilfering his belongings all the while.
