Young Axl Rose and Cake Cream in 2022! :D

[Tasha]

Axl woke up the next day and watched some videos of Cake Cream performances with a nostalgic look in his face. He was still hurt over the Demo Stunt and Andy suggesting Cake Cream turn in Axl for $5,000 however. He heard a knock on his Hotel Room door and it was Billy on the other side. He let Billy come in. Billy was wearing a bulletproof vest and a motorcycle helmet. He took off his motorcycle helmet.



Billy came close to Axl and wrapped his arms around Axl and Axl wrapped his arms around Billy back.



"I love you Axl," Billy said. Axl replied,"I love you too." They ended up kissing passionately again on the Hotel bed, enjoying each other's kisses and company. Billy and Axl decided to spend the day in Axl's hotel Room just chilling and having fun. Billy and Axl ended up falling asleep in each other's arms. They woke up the next morning and got ready for the day. Axl decided to add Billy as a guest to his Room. Billy was all up for this. Billy and Axl went to the Front Desk to add Billy to his Hotel Room. The Front Desk Clerk smirked knowingly and added Billy as Axl's Guest. Axl and Billy blushed and Axl paid for Billy as his Guest. They thanked the Front Desk Clerk and were welcomed. They decided to go to the Hotel Restaurant.



A Paparazzi Person smirked and asked them why they were there just them two and Axl lied and said that Jimmy, James Andy and Mike were also at the Hotel but were sleeping and he and Billy were hungry, so here they were. Billy backed up Axl. The Paparazzi Person asked if he could take a picture with Axl and Billy. Axl was happy that this Paparazzi Person ASKED if he could take a picture and wasn't just snapping away pictures without permission like some other Paparazzi People did, especially Brian Washington.



Billy and Axl agreed to take the picture with the Paparazzi Person. They were all smiling. The Paparazzi Person thanked them for the picture and they welcomed him. The Paparazzi Person left happily and Billy and Axl had orange juice, water, sausage, bacon, pancakes and eggs and paid and left back to their hotel Room.

[TheGrimReaper]

A1, to A2: "Who are those people, how did they get on our tv, and, why the hell are they making up such loonie stuff about us?"

----- END OF STORY -----

[MisterV]

Axl looked dreamily out the hotel window as Billy gobbled his nob; he saw a commotion poolside.

A pale man was prone on a chaise lounge, trying to enjoy the early sun, but he was being repeatedly shit on by what seemed an unending line of seagulls, who swooped in like Dauntless dive bombers in the battle of Midway, uneeringly unloading upon him.

After spewing, Axl went to the pool in order to investigate.

"Oh, they do it all the time," said the stranger; "I'm a Canadian numerologist."

"A what?"

"A numerologist. I detect patterns and meaning in my life by studying the order of numbers."

"Oh," said Axl, who then returned to his room.

"Hey Billy, come here and shit in this ice bucket:" Billy did, then Axl filled it to the rim.

"Watch this..."

Axl stood on the balcony and emptied the bucket: it landed on the pale Canadian.

"Thanks, I needed that" confirmed the Canuck, festooned with shit.

[Tasha]

They went back to the Hotel Room. Axl felt tired after that heavy food in his stomach. He fell asleep.

When he woke up, Billy was talking on his cellphone to Andy. Axl pretended to still be asleep.

"Andy, I know you're sorry about attempting to sell out Axl for $5,000, but you hurt him REALLY bad. He loves you like a Brother and he would never have even thought of selling you out for $5,000. You shouldn't have attempted to sell Axl out for $5,000. You messed up really bad there. You really shocked and disgusted me, Jimmy, James, and Mike when you suggested we sell out Axl for $5,000. I gave you that $5,000 in order to protect Axl from you attempting to sell him out for $5,000." There was a pause.

Billy said, "I know Axl wasn't supposed to find out about you attempting to sell him out, but he did and it's out in the open. There was another pause.

Billy responded," Promise Axl you will NEVER attempt to sell him out again, tell him you're sorry,beg him for forgiveness, and he just might forgive you."

Axl smiled a little to himself. Andy must have been begging Billy to have Axl forgive him or something.

Andy and Billy chatted for a little while longer about Axl and Billy said,"Axl's sleeping now, but I'll ask him for you when he wakes up. It's really good that you feel horrible about attempting to sell out Axl for $5,000. At least you have a remorseful conscience." They soon hung up. Axl was still smiling to himself.

Axl pretended to be asleep for about 30 more minutes and then "Woke up."

Billy looked at Axl intently. Billy asked,"How do you feel about forgiving Andy?"

Axl said,"I'm hurt, but if he truly is sorry, I'll forgive him. He just has to ask me to forgive him and tell me he's sorry, doesn't matter which order he does it in."

Billy said," Andy and I spoke while you were asleep and he told me he wants you to forgive him. He told me he is sorry for attempting to sell you out for the $5,000. He's really remorseful over attempting to sell you out for $5,000. He strongly implied he would never do that again. "

Axl smiled and said,"Tell him to come over and we can talk this out. I'm willing to forgive him, but he has to tell me sorry and ask me to forgive him." Billy smiled and called Andy and told him that Axl wanted to speak with him. Andy was grateful and said he'd be right there.

Billy told him the good news and Axl was happy.

A little while later, Andy knocked on Axl and Billy's hotel Room door. He was let in.

Andy said to Axl,"Axl, I'm really sorry about attempting to sell you out for $5,000. I feel awful about it.

Axl responded, "You really hurt me when you did that. I love you like a Brother." Andy caught on to the "love," and not loved, which was a sign that Axl was forgiving him.

Axl said,"I'm willing to forgive you if you ask me to forgive you. "

Andy said, "I want you to forgive me. Will you forgive me?"

Axl said," I'm willing to forgive you, but you have to do one more important thing for me.

"What's that?" Andy asked.

"Promise me you will NEVER attempt to sell me out again and I'll forgive you.

Andy smiled and said,"I promise I'll NEVER attempt to sell you out again."

Axl smiled and said, "I love the sound of that verbally, but care to put it in writing?" Andy agreed and Axl drew up a Contract that stated that Andy promised to NEVER attempt to sell out Axl or ANYONE for money ever again. Andy signed it and Billy was asked if he'd like to sign the Contract as a Witness. Billy happily agreed and signed as a Witness and Andy signed and Axl signed.

Axl made another Contract that stated that he forgave Andy and all three signed again.

Axl also verbally told Andy he forgave him.

Andy felt a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders and Axl and Billy were happy too. Andy, Axl, and Billy ended up chilling happily in the Hotel Room until night and Axl and Billy amicably said their goodbyes to Andy and vice versa and then Andy left to go back home. Axl and Billy chatted for a long time, and also made out and then fell asleep again.

[TheGrimReaper]

And here is MrV's 4,000th post, as predicted.

[ QUOTE=accountinquestion;152048]

Can we have an update on Rob Singer?

Sure.

Still crazy after all these years.

https://vegascasinotalk.com/forum/sh...l=1#post152053

Reduces to

= Accountinquestion one five two zero four eight Originally Posted by kewlJ Can we have an update on Rob Singer? Sure. Still crazy after all these years./quote]

--->

International Court of Justice advisory opinion on the Legality of the Threat or Use of Nuclear Weapons

https://anagram-solver.net/Accountin...e?partial=true


Court: International Court of Justice
Full case name: Legality of the Threat or Use of Nuclear Weapons
Decided: 8 July 1996 = 2^3 July [(1906) + (10*6 + √9*10)] ---> 2 July, 1961_1691, the middle of year, a great birthday. Ha.

Reminds me of MrV's outspoken posts over there on the various questionable applications of the nuclear option, at the WoV forum. Sort of recently relevant here as well, with Crimm mocking KJ's "family shared" user-account.


Further reduces to

= Accountin6uestion one five two zero four eight Origina11y Posted by kewlJ: "Can we have an u6date on Rob Singer?" Sure. Sti11 crazy after all these years./6uote]

with 6's about yo's, for the one-in-six dice problem crowd, or, for three 6's for 18 yo's in a row either way as reflected. (Two 6's for the two q's, and, one 6 for the p in the middle.)

--->

What We Believe But Cannot Prove: Today's Leading Thinkers on Science in the Age of Certainty.

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A non-fiction book edited by literary agent John Brockman with an introduction by novelist Ian McEwan and published by Harper Perennial. The book consists of various responses to a question posed by the Edge Foundation, with answers as short as one sentence or as long as a few pages. Among the 107 published contributors are such notable scientists and philosophers as Richard Dawkins, Daniel C. Dennett, Jared Diamond, Rebecca Goldstein, Steven Pinker, Sir Martin Rees and Craig Venter; as well upcoming convicted sex offenders like Jeffrey Epstein. Some contributions weren't published, including those by Benoit Mandelbrot and computer scientist John McCarthy. However, theirs are among 120 responses available online.

Benoît is a French male given name. It is less frequently spelled Benoist. The name comes from the Latin word benedictus, which means "the one who says the good", equivalent in meaning to Bénédicte or the English name Benedict. A female derivative of the name is Benoîte.

benediction
noun

especially : the short blessing with which public worship is concluded

It was, psychically speaking, very appropriate that MrV forgot how to use the quote function, at this very instant. Otherwise there wouldn't have been any such interpretation. And, that I hung around long enough, between deaths, to see the rest of the Andrew / Mendelson message-from-the-afterlife bit through.

Tell me that this wasn't the first time that the name, Mandlebrot, come up in casual conversation, let alone of a psychic nature. What were the odds? Who, in the first place, would call their family the Mandlebrot's? How many yo's worth?

Merry Christmas, and, farewell, Alan. You will live, again, another day, but never so quite the same, or, with the usual crowd. Next time, perhaps, you will be the atheist, but, MrV, the believer.


P.S. 152,048 = 2^4 * 13 * 17 * 43 = 221 * 4^2 * 43 ---> 41_42_43, the dimensions about dimension-42, the center of everything.

[MisterV]

"Hey Billy," barked Axl, "I'm gonna sell out Andy, but who would be interested?"

"Well, he IS a degenerate gambler, Axl: do you know any hustlers who might want to play him?"

Axl thought, and realized that yeah, he knew just the guy.

"There's this one masterful bullshit artist who could flense and debone him like a whaler does a humpback; he posts on a gambling board I sometimes frequent. Let's see...yeah, here we go: Robert Argentino is his real name but he goes by Rob Singer. This guy would sell out his own mother for a couple bucks."

Axl fired up his 'puter and PM'ed Singer; a response arrived shortly.

"Yeah, he's very interested since he's been losing his ass recently at the casinos. Says he has a good three card monte move he'd like to try."

Billy groaned.

"Gamblers. You can always tell them, but you can't tell them much."

[Tasha]

Billy and Axl got up and got ready for the day and ordered Room Service. They were eating when Billy saw the song Axl wrote about Andy's attempted betrayal.



"Wow, this song is really raw and passionate. " Billy said, impressed.



Axl blushed. "I was REALLY hurt by Andy when I wrote that song and that song was/is my self therapy for my hurt feelings."



Billy said, "This song could be a big hit if you would give it to Cake Cream."



Axl responded, "Once again, this song was written out of hurt I felt at Andy. We've made up, and I no longer feel that crushing hurt."



Axl ripped up the paper containing the angry song, much to Billy's dismay.



That's a shame that you ripped up the song. That really is a good song. "Billy said, looking sad. Billy continued, "You really are a good Songwriter."



Axl said," If I'm such a good Songwriter, WHY did you guys perform your Demo songs at The Rolling Stones Show and not songs like All The Right Words that I wrote for you?"



Billy said,"You're still hurt about the Demo thing?"



Axl said,"Yes, I am. It would be like if you wrote songs for Guns N'Roses and Guns N'Roses instead sang songs from my RapidFire Band.



Billy said,"Oooh. Okay, I get why you're upset. We didn't think it would be such a big deal. We just wanted to perform our Demo songs. "



Axl said,"You guys could have practiced the Demo Songs if that's what you were planning to perform, instead of practicing some songs I wrote for you guys. You guys could have told me you wanted to perform your Demo songs. I wouldn't have been blindsided as I would have had a heads up."



Billy said,"Next time, we can discuss the songs we want to perform with you before going up on stage."



Axl smiled. "I'd like that." Billy smiled and they finished eating and drinking and decided to go to see a movie together. They put on motorcycle helmets and bulletproof vests. They had fun at the movie and held hands throughout the movie. After the movie, they were leaving when a Fan asked them why they had just been to the movies by themselves and Axl and Billy once again lied and claimed that James, Andy, Mike and Jimmy had been watching another movie but their movie ended earlier and they went back home.



The Fan smirked skeptically, but let it rest and asked if they could take a picture with Axl and Billy. Axl and Billy obliged their Fan and took a picture with their Fan, all smiling. The Fan was happy and chatted with them a little and then they all said goodbye. Axl and Billy went back to the Marriott Hotel. Another Paparazzi Person saw them walking in the Lobby together and snapped a single picture of them and ran off. Billy and Axl shook their heads at this but were a bit grateful the Paparazzi Person only took a single picture of them and ran off, not multiple pictures of them. They went to the hotel room. They made out passionately again and then both soon fell asleep.

[TheGrimReaper]

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It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension-42 of imagination. It is an area which we call Tasha's imagination.

The spine tingling adventure continues ... as the SEQUEL/PREQUEL.

Coming to a theatre of the mind near you before Christmas.

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It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. In the dimension-42 of outer space. It is an area that we call, Tasha's imagination.

The spine tingling adventure continues as ... the SEQUEL/PREQUEL.

Coming to a theatre of the mind near you before Christmas, 2022.

PREVIOUSLY on One A-hole at a Time ...

A1, to A2: "Who are those people, how did they get on our tv, and, why the hell are they making up such loonie stuff about us?"

----- END OF STORY -----

Now, the PREQUEL ...

After watching those two loonie "tunes" on the tv, for some time, A1 and A2 decided to permanently part ways, but, from Earth. So, they both climbed into the time machine, hidden in a homeless community in Portland, to go back to an earlier time, one before the age of television. Nay, they had to drive some poor schmuck's pick-up truck through it to make it work, which they stole that morning, but, which necessarily remained behind at the Portland portal after they went through, with only organic matter being able to pass through. Quite randomly, they selected a small planet called Arkanar, far away from the electromagnetic influences of Earth. A wonderfully bucolic planet with beautiful people, at least until shortly after they arrived. So, they made a pact, between themselves, to forever remain. Next, they set fire to the time machine. Most unusually though, even weirdly, was that they inadvertently carried the Covid-19 virus along with them (not to mention a bag full of dead frogs from who knew where) back through time, which brought a quick, and devastating, change to both the planet and its people. You see, according to doctor Redietz, from Penn. State, such diseases generally become much less aggressive over time, and, but, so, to almost instantly bring it back a few centuries created a wholly new and 99.999% lethal variant of the disease - but not of course for A1 or A2 because their vaccine protection thus automatically proportionately increased. But, without the technology, understanding, or even the parts, to begin to rebuild the time machine, they were stranded. One remarked to the other, "Gee it's hard to be a god." However, years after the "revived" Covid-19 lifted without a trace, or at least lay dormant - but with its effect too much for the planet and its people - a new bunch of space travelers from Earth stumbled on their schematics for the prototype for the time machine, and, coincidentally, stumbled upon the planet, Arkanar. But, they would not acknowledge A1 or A2, who had become quite elderly, by then. There was no convincing them that they were once rock stars, from Earth, or, that Arkanar was once such a planet of such people. By then, they fit in with the other antics of the planet, Arkanar. Most unusually though, even weirdly, was that one of the latest time travelers later inadvertently carried the Covid-19 virus back along with him, to Earth. So, in the end, the virus was neither man, nor monkey, -made after all, but a product of a temporal loop created in the gambling imagination of a tv character named, Tasha.




Now, the SEQUEL ...

In any event, to return to the story, the sequel part, fortunately a bit shorter. Similarly, most unusually though, even weirdly, was that all of that time travel inadvertently opened an extraterrestrial time-signature, or latent wormhole, beacon on high to the planet Earth, for any and every tom-dick-and-harry piece of space shit out there. Some, possibly, already on this very forum. Which gave rise, nay, will give rise, to the real Borg, Body Snatchers, Wraith (of Stargate Atlantis), Steven Hawking's aliens (to be feared), and, so on, and even to some guy who will copy the words, "Talk to the Hand," from a young man with a V in his name who was sore at somebody (with a bit of bird shit all over him) for repeatedly beating him at his own good game. Not much hope for mankind, now, given that our best defense is the mouth of easily offended effeminate Monet, and, his grateful sidekick, but lout, the Tablepooey. (Ha.)




And, so it was, with the advent of the "winter storm of the century" upon us, now, the prophecy of the SEQUEL is about to be fulfilled. Watch out!!!


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[Tasha]

Mr. V, my Fictional Axl Rose has a criminal record. Would he be able to be a Lawyer in real life? I don't feel like looking it up on Google. I'm pretty sure that someone who has a criminal record wouldn't be able to be a Lawyer, but I could be wrong.

[Tasha]

Axl and Billy booked another week in the Hotel. Cake Cream and Axl hung out more, just relaxing and enjoying each other's company, just like if it were a normal day at Billy's house. In fact, James, Jimmy, Mike and Andy also booked their own rooms at the hotel too for a week. They all went to the Hotel Restaurant and had a nice steak, fries, soda, water, and chocolate cake and ice cream, and paid and went back to Axl and Billy's Hotel Room and chilled again and then Mike, Andy, James, and Jimmy left to their own Rooms.



Axl and Billy snuggled close to each other in bed and Axl said to Billy,"I'm really glad I met you." Billy said,"I'm glad I met you too." They kissed for a little while and then fell asleep. When they woke up, they ate and got ready for the day. Cake Cream and Axl decided to go to Disney World and have fun. They were wearing bulletproof vests and motorcycle helmets.

At Disney World, Cake Cream asked Axl who his favorite Disney Character was and Axl responded with a big smile,"Mickey Mouse. He's the best Mouse in the world." Cake Cream smiled back. Soon, as luck would have it, Mickey Mouse himself was near them and Axl wanted to have a picture with Mickey Mouse, his favorite Disney Character. Axl and Cake Cream asked Mickey if Axl could have his picture taken with him and Mickey happily obliged.

Axl and Mickey posed for a picture, both smiling widely and James took the picture. Axl thanked Mickey for the selfie and Mickey welcomed him. Mickey amicably said his goodbyes with Cake Cream and Axl, and then left. Axl was happy he got his picture taken with Mickey.



Cake Cream were all asked who their favorite Disney Character were.. Jimmy said Cinderella. James said Sleeping Beauty. Billy said Pluto. Andy said Goofy. Mike said Beauty Belle. They all got pictures taken with their favorite Disney Character and the DC and Cake Cream were all smiling. Soon after, they went on rides and then ate and drank and soon went back to the hotels. They all took deep naps and woke up and uploaded their pictures to Social Media and chilled for a long time.

[TheGrimReaper]

PREVIOUSLY on One A-hole at a Time ...

A1, to A2: "Who are those people, how did they get on our tv, and, why the hell are they making up such loonie stuff about us?"

----- END OF STORY -----

Now, the PREQUEL ...

After watching those two loonie "tunes" on the tv, for some time, A1 and A2 decided to permanently part ways, but, from Earth. So, they both climbed into the time machine, hidden in a homeless community in Portland, to go back to an earlier time, one before the age of television. Nay, they had to drive some poor schmuck's pick-up truck through it to make it work, which they stole that morning, but, which necessarily remained behind at the Portland portal after they went through, with only organic matter being able to pass through. Quite randomly, they selected a small planet called Arkanar, far away from the electromagnetic influences of Earth. A wonderfully bucolic planet with beautiful people, at least until shortly after they arrived. So, they made a pact, between themselves, to forever remain. Next, they set fire to the time machine. Most unusually though, even weirdly, was that they inadvertently carried the Covid-19 virus along with them (not to mention a bag full of dead frogs from who knew where) back through time, which brought a quick, and devastating, change to both the planet and its people. You see, according to doctor Redietz, from Penn. State, such diseases generally become much less aggressive over time, and, but, so, to almost instantly bring it back a few centuries created a wholly new and 99.999% lethal variant of the disease - but not of course for A1 or A2 because their vaccine protection thus automatically proportionately increased. But, without the technology, understanding, or even the parts, to begin to rebuild the time machine, they were stranded. One remarked to the other, "Gee it's hard to be a god." However, years after the "revived" Covid-19 lifted without a trace, or at least lay dormant - but with its effect too much for the planet and its people - a new bunch of space travelers from Earth stumbled on their schematics for the prototype for the time machine, and, coincidentally, stumbled upon the planet, Arkanar. But, they would not acknowledge A1 or A2, who had become quite elderly, by then. There was no convincing them that they were once rock stars, from Earth, or, that Arkanar was once such a planet of such people. By then, they fit in with the other antics of the planet, Arkanar. Most unusually though, even weirdly, was that one of the latest time travelers later inadvertently carried the Covid-19 virus back along with him, to Earth. So, in the end, the virus was neither man, nor monkey, -made after all, but a product of a temporal loop created in the gambling imagination of a tv character named, Tasha.




Now, the SQUEL ...

In any event, to return to the story, the sequel part, fortunately a bit shorter. Similarly, most unusually though, even weirdly, was that all of that time travel inadvertently opened an extraterrestrial time-signature, or latent wormhole, beacon on high to the planet Earth, for any and every tom-dick-and-harry piece of space shit out there. Some, possibly, already on this very forum. Which gave rise, nay, will give rise, to the real Borg, Body Snatchers, Wraith (of Stargate Atlantis), Steven Hawking's aliens (to be feared), and, so on, and even to some guy who will copy the words, "Talk to the Hand," from a young man with a V in his name who was sore at somebody (with a bit of bird shit all over him) for repeatedly beating him at his own good game. Not much hope for mankind, now, given that our best defense is the mouth of easily offended effeminate Monet, and, his grateful sidekick, but lout, the Tablepooey. (Ha.)




And, so it was, with the advent of the "winter storm of the century" upon us, now, the prophecy of the SEQUEL is about to be fulfilled. Watch out!!!


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[MisterV]

Wow, garnabby, that was pretty good...have you adjusted your meds and finally found that 'sweet spot?"

*golf clap*

[MisterV]

Billy was out and about when he decided to do something "special" for his lover, something besides accommodating Axl's excruciatingly painful sexual fetishes; he came up with a brilliant idea for an experience he just "knew" Axl would enjoy.

He returned from the costume shop with a Mickey Mouse costume; he put it on and walked through the door, when...

Unbeknownst to Billy, Axl had decided to drop a four way hit of blotter acid an hour ago and was just now starting to peak.

Axl heard the door open without anybody ringing the bell or knocking and saw what looked to him in his drug-induced state like a twenty foot tall sewer rat whose face and body were melting, singing "They're coming to take me away..."

Thoroughly freaked, Axl at first just stared, but then "fight or flight" kicked in; he reached for the closest weapon at hand: a fireplace tong.

Over and over he beat the hellish intruder, pausing only when his energy was sapped, then renewing his defensive onslaught; he was blissfully unaware that he was humming "I've been working on the railroad" while he repetitively administered his dose of final justice.

The threat having been dealt with, he went to the bathroom and noticed he was covered with blood; fearing his brain had burst he sat cowering in the bathtub with the shower on.

Sex...drugs...rock 'n roll...

[Tasha]

After uploading their pictures to Social Media, they ate some food and watched TV and chilled more.



On Social Media, Cake Cream and Axl Fans were wondering if Axl could be the father of any Cake Cream Members.



Axl said to Cake Cream,"I'm not any of your Fathers because one, I don't have any Children, and two because in 1995 and 1996, I was a Hermit who wasn't having any sex at all. There's absolutely no way I am any of your Fathers and it would be downright creepy if I were Billy's Father." Billy blushed. And besides, NONE of you look even remotely like me."



Cake Cream suggested they all do a DNA test with Axl to be sure. Axl said,"I already told you, I wasn't having sex the years you were conceived and born."



Cake Cream insisted and Axl reluctantly agreed to do the DNA test with all of them. The next day, they went to a rapid DNA testing site and did the DNA tests and it turned out that Axl was right. None of Cake Cream were his Sons.



Cake Cream had their definitive answer. Axl wasn't any of their Fathers. They went back to the hotel. They had Room Service and chilled.

[MisterV]

But something bothered Axl about Cake Cream: he poured over the test results and got the shock of his life.

Cake Cream was not his son; Cake Cream was his daughter.

Axl confronted Cake Cream, who blushed and admitted to having a sex change operation when "THEY" (Cake Cream's promoun of choice) were 18 and blowing strangers in the bus station for drug money.

Axl was puzzled; the only woman he'd fucked back then was his mother, once, when both were coked up.

"So you're my son, my daughter, and my brother and my sister" he concluded, before putting a gun to his head and pulling the trigger.

[Tasha]

They chilled in the Hotel for that week, having fun. Then they went back home.

On Social Media, Fans pointed out that Cake Cream didn't have any Music videos and they wanted to see at least one music video.

Axl asked Cake Cream if they were up to making a music video to appease their Fans. Cake Cream were up for this.

Axl took out his cellphone and Cake Cream recorded All The Right Words while Axl filmed this in the house with his cellphone's Camera. Cake Cream and Axl had a blast making this home music video.

After the home music video was shot, they're uploaded it to YouTube and Fans loved it. They loved the simplicity of it, like these were your Friends you were hanging out with who decided to perform a song for you. It quickly went viral.

Claven Records called Cake Cream and congratulated them on how good the All The Right Words music video was. They all thanked Claven Records and were welcomed. They all chatted and then said their goodbyes. Cake Cream were really happy they accepted Axl's offer to be their Manager. Axl was a really good Manager. Axl smiled back at them.

They ordered no contact pizza and ate it and chilled again.

Brandon Records called them and offered Cake Cream 500 Million EACH to leave Claven Records and work for them. Brandon Records was worth about 4 Billion.

Cake Cream would be worth about 600 Million if they took this deal, much more than the roughly 100 Million they were worth now. Cake Cream and Axl told them they would think about it and call them back soon. They agreed.

Cake Cream asked Axl what he thought about this deal and Axl had a bad feeling about this. He had a guy feeling that something shady was going on. He didn't trust this offer.

He told them his bad gut feeling and Cake Cream questioned if he was just apprehensive because Cake Cream would be wealthier than both Axls if they took this deal. They pointed out his resentment of the Demo Stunt and the Grammy wins.

Axl was hurt but pointed out he cared about them and didn't want to see them get hurt. He said he didn't care about the fact that with this deal, they would be wealthier than both Axls. He once again pointed out that he cared about THEM.

Axl said,"Don't you think it's odd that Brandon Records is offering over HALF of their net worth to you guys? They are worth 4 Billion. Why would they offer to give you guys $2.5 billion? Trust me, something REALLY bad is going on here. This is a major red flag. Don't do it, please, "Axl begged them desperately. Cake Cream pointed out that Axl had solid points.

They reluctantly agreed to decline Brandon Records offer and called Brandon Records politely told Brandon Records they declined.

Axl smiled, relieved that they trusted and believed him.

Brandon Records said,"That's a shame, but we respect your decisions."

They politely chatted for a while and then said their goodbyes and hung up.

Cake Cream were apprehensive about the fact that they just let 500 Million slip away from them each, but Axl warmly pointed out that they did the right thing and that 500 Million deal was SKETCHY. He literally screamed the word SKETCHY.

Cake Cream hoped Axl was right. He assured them he was right.

[MisterV]

Restless, Axl pogo-sticked to his neighborhood casino; he loved the free coffee.

He had chatted with a fan at a gambling forum and agreed to meet her there; they never connected.

Shattered, he left and later learned she had been there, hand bag and all, but somehow...like two ships in the night...they missed meeting up.

Axl was disappointed because he had a feeling that this woman could be the one to finally save him, to make him the man he always wanted to be, instead of a commodity.

Whether it was her vapid, inane way of dealing with reality or her cupidity as to human nature, Axl was smitten.

He PM'ed her and arranged a meeting later in the local "no tell motel:" he suggested she should wear a French maid outfit and douche with lavender.

Oh, what a joyous night it could be.

[Tasha]

Axl and Cake Cream wondered if they should report Brandon Records shady offer to Claven Records.



Axl and Cake Cream decided to look at the Contracts they signed when they decided to work for Claven Records.



According to the Contracts they signed to work for Claven Records, they were supposed to report shady stuff like the shady Brandon Records offer. Which is what they wondered already.



They got ready to go to Claven Records and then left and went to Claven Records.



At Claven Records, they reported Brandon Records shady offer and Timothy acknowledged that this was a shady offer and it was a good thing they didn't go for it. Cake Cream and Axl breathed relieved sighs of relief.



Timothy pointed out that Brandon Records were a shady Record company who most likely would have tricked Cake Cream into doing shady stuff. Timothy pointed out the 500 Million offer each was most likely a straight up scam and they probably would have paid them more like 10 Million each.



Timothy went on Google and there were lots of links pointing out that Brandon Records was a straight up BAD Company, with lots of shady practices and scams. It was truly a miracle they were still in business. At least Claven Records was a Legitimate and honest Record Company. Cake Cream were grateful Axl prevented them from making a HUGE mistake. Axl really was a good Manager.



They all chatted for a while and then said their goodbyes and left.



At home, Cake Cream thanked Axl for saving them for working for a shady Company.



Axl smiled and said,"Thanks. That's what a good Manager does. Looks out for his Clients."



They all smiled and chilled.

[MisterV]

The phone rang; Axl picked it up.

"This is douchedawg, I represent Brandon records. Is it true you won't sign with Brandon?"

"Yes, they are shady" said Axl.

"Shady is as shady does. Let me tell you one thing. If you don't sign with them TODAY I will post all across the internet the photos we have of you and Billy holding hands, kissing, and having sex. You have one hour to decide, then WHAM it gets posted."

The mangy, tick-infested dawg hung up; Axl fell to his knees and moaned.

"We are fucked!" he cried miserably; then he ate some Twinkies and felt better.

"I guess we better lawyer up" he thought; he grabbed the phone and called his old lawyer buddy in Portland.

"Yo, hey, we got a problem down here and we need your help..."