Yes, it could. And it has.
I was reminded once again about how this once entertaining website has gone to complete shit when I checked it a couple of minutes ago.
As of right now (8:50pm) a hillbilly chipmunk yodeling with some dude moaning over it greets you when you enter the site. Fayner at the peek of a coke binge, functioning on a half hours sleep, with a bottle of Jack running through his bloodstream isn't even capable of this sort of lame-ass stunt.
There is only one person who would have the audacity to do something this gay: Tony Testa.
Jesus Fuckin' Christ, Scott. Have you gotten this desperate for content? This guy, who allegedly whipped his dick out inappropriately and made your sister touch it, then tried to besmirch her name after it was revealed, is responsible for updating your site? Unbelievable.
Get on the ball man. Show some fuckin' initiative. Get out, do something, anything. I'll admit that I think you can be funny at times -- yeah, they are few and far between and the last time was about four months ago, but funny nevertheless.
Here, for posterity, are some of Testa's recent contributions to the site:
Testa writes: Not much to exciting happened this weekend. I kept is mellow and did the Easter thing by cooking a leg of lamb. I had to be a pig and eat most of it myself, not my fault if you're not fast enough to get 2nds or 3rds. First time in a long time that I was on a plane and convinced I was going to die. I had a bad feeling going into it when the pilot thought he was clever by greeting each passenger in a different language. Real cute fuck-o, next time, take the time you spent learning those stupid phrases and take some flying lessons. Starting tomorrow there is a gather of cyber smut peddlers taking place in Arizona and I will of course be there drunk. Since I live here I will be able to get a drunk and obnoxious as I want. Also, I would like to mention that Clive Mclean died today. He was one of Hustler's top guys, my condolences to the family and friends he left behind.
Testa writes- Nothing much is going on. I went to Tahoe this weekend with a special lady and once again realized why I should not be allowed to be drunk in public. Either I am way to drunk to talk to anyone and make sense or I am unable to socialize the next day due to the hang over, especially at 6000 ft. I also learned why I should not be drunks at weddings, but its not my fault when there is an open bar or even a wine and beer bar. I think what happens when I am socially drunk is that at a certain point I stop caring what people think and start to believing that whatever I do is perfectly fine and makes total sense, which most people, especially sober, don't seem to get. But fuck them, I'm drunk. I have press release from my secret lover about wanted list. Once again these guys are doing something that you should want to be apart of. I know I have been making up titles or porn movies for a few years, usually at about 7-9am Sunday mornings at TJ's house, fuck church, I get my communion this way. So, without father ado, a wanted list press release. Also, I have a new rule about press releases, in the FUTURE you must tell this site first., If this info is read on anyone other site, it will be rendered void and null. I don't care if you are my dead grandmother, if I read about it on AVN first, it won't be listed here. Oh, and you know what's better then not being able to see some washed up 80's cock rockers, is that everyone of your friends go but you. Thank God I'm not friends with Fayner. I'll have a movie review tomorrow sometime, I just have to watch some and go jerk off.
Testa writes- I’ve been in Cancun for the past few days making an ass out of myself, which is an easy task when you stay at an all inclusive resort that someone else pays for. I arrived sober and changed that within 20 minutes, which then lasted for the next day and a half. During that time I managed to black out at some club, get kicked out of the VIP, get let back in, get kicked out again and wake up in my bed still drunk at 10:30 am. It was at that point I decided to keep going until I passed out once during a massage and again at 9 pm only to wake up at 3:30 am and keeping that partying going until 9am. After being informed of my behavior I put myself in time-out and slept on and off the whole day. I needed to make sure I had enough energy so I wouldn’t have to sleep for the next 2 days, and I did it thank you very much. I had some help in that mission but their names have been left out because I know what happens when people are associated with me, they might as well say they have been hanging out with Scott Fayner. So Cancun was fun, its nice to see non porn chick (civilians to those in the know) get hammered, flash their tits and make out. This time I only lost my watch and sunglasses. I took some pictures that I think you will enjoy
This is just the last week or so.
Do you read what Testa writes and think it is in someway beneficial to the site? Do you even care? Doesn't this guy live in Arizona? Shit, I live in Arizona, why not just pay me half of what you're paying him and I'll relate some lame stories and run your site into the ground for you, since that obviously seems to be the goal.
Scott, you're better than this. Get to work.
Oh, and to show that I'm not a completely negative person, thanks for stopping the "flash" of the Kurt Lockwood link.
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