Billy wiped Axl's come off his cheek and told Axl that the band should move from Miami to So Cal.
"LA, San Diego, either city is more welcoming and supportive of gays like us than is Miami."
Billy, who Axl discerned wasn't really as stupid as he seemed, explained how the policies implemented by "Bit Tits" Ron DeSantis in the Sunshine State were inimical to gays.
"What kind of moron espouses "Don't say gay?"
Axl agreed and thanked him; Billy shook his hand, then his cock as a sign of sincere welcome.
"And him punching Mickey Mouse in the nose: what an asshole! Fuck Florida!"
Cake Cream overheard the discussion and to show support they hooted, grunted, jumped up and down and hit their fists on the floor, ape-like.
In the excitement Jimmy dropped a deuce; this triggered the others to do so also and before you could say "licketysplit" the shit was flying through the air as was the sound of laughter and the splat of feces on faces.
Later, after an informal vote at DQ, Cake Cream decided to relocate to California.
Andy thought "Best of all, no more Judge V."
Alas and alack, he greatly underestimated the tenacity, the greed, of the felonious jurist...
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