Everybody knows that the DJz girlfriend is singing incomprehensibly, but she's the only one who really knows he's been exiled. It's true, you know. This guy I know told me.
I wonder what he'll play? I'd love
to know. I'll happily bake really delicious biscuits for any wonderful LA-based WTFers who get the inside scoop for me. Does anyone have any idea of the kind of music Bardot goes for? In my own private imaginary world, Bret will introduce all the hip LA peeps to some sweet Kiwi tracks, and there will be some epic
booty-slamming goin' on.** Turnip scoots off to DJ at her own awesome club night. And yes, it's in her kitchen, but all the cats think it's phat. **