We figured Hock would be banned from Blog TV in a month, but about approximately 9:00 AM EST today, the news came in.  HOCK IS GONE FROM BLOG TV!

It took the Rapist a week of drunkenness and preaching against Jews and faggots to get himself banned from yet another broadcasting site.

The Rapist replied to the site’s decision the only way he knows how:  with a bulletin, to all his underage girlfriends on Myspace.

Asking people to call Blog TV—as if they give a flying fuck. The number posted in Hock’s bulletin is in fact NOT Blog TV headquarters, but from a Stickam user who lives in Canada, whose parents contacted the local police and pressed charges against the Rapist this morning.  Posting private numbers on Myspace is a violation of their TOS, and we can only hope he gets banned from there also.

Please Hock, if it gets too tough on the streets, and you can’t take losing your “Scene King” crown, make sure to get a hold of a Nokia phone and commit your suicide on Stickam Mobile. Your fans would appreciate it.

What’s next for Hock besides a corner on Hollywood Boulevard and a crack pipe?  Whatever it is, I’m sure we’ll post it here.

We would love to post his link at this spot, but since he has nothing anymore, we’ll link to a generic page.

John Hock

Love,
Anthony Vanity

StickyDrama arrived back at JFK the other day, after our week-long narcotically charged orgy in Los Angeles.  This post’s title pretty much sums things up, but if you’d like the detailed version, read on:

Immediately following our arrival at LAX last week, Dennis Hegstad met up with us at the Chamberlain in West Hollywood.  He brought all the essentials for a good time.

Danielle Alexandria was one of our first guests, and she slept in StickyDrama’s own bed without getting raped, not even once.  But the next day she was her old self again, off getting raped at Hey0oxjon’s place.  (”Only vag and mouth,” she later clarified.  Really, kids today have no sense of adventure.)

After a day or two of partying at our hotel, our noses were as bloody and scabby as  the interior of Kiki Kannibal’s vagina.   So we decided to cruise around some of West LA’s nicer spots.  Amor Hilton and Bree made our crew somewhat less faggoty as we smoked a few joints watching the sun set in Pacific Palisades.

At some point—time became meaningless, so your guess is as good as ours—Brandon Kiss drove up to pay us a visit.  He brought along a str8 boy whose ass he and Anthony Vanity put to good use.

He also brought October and Brookie. (You might remember Brookie as being the blonde with the gigantic bazoombas that someone had spammed all over our StickyCam Gallery.)  After a decadent brunch at Barney’s in Beverly Hills our crew drove over to Malibu where we admired the marvelously preserved 2,000-year-old Greek and Roman cocks at the Getty Villa.

Exhausted by our hour-long cockgazing expedition, we went back to West Hollywood to crash.  Somehow StickyDrama ended up in bed with October and Amor.  You’d think that between both of you-know-who’s ex-girlfriends we would have woken up covered in crab-lice and herpes.  But we’re happy to report it’s been several days and so far no outbreaks.

We had been partying pretty hard by this point, and decided it was time to slow things down and relax.  We enjoyed a very nice dinner at Dusty’s Bistro with Pretty Nicki, Frankie Donjae, and even a Stickam employee or two.  We didn’t take any pictures that night, but we do have cap of a certain someone’s pussy that we might as well include for shits & giggles.

StickyDrama’s last day in City of Angels and Porn was spent downtown in LA’s financial district, where we were most definitely one of the few legal citizens strolling the streets.  We had made an appointment to tour a penthouse for sale at the art deco Eastern Columbia building on 9th & Broadway.

From the rooftop terrace StickyDrama enjoyed unobstructed views of the US Bank Tower, where our secret gay lover Mr. Stevie Ryan goes to work everyday.

In the end, we decided we could never live in downtown LA.  It’s a miserable piece of shit.  And anyway the coke was done.  So, back to Manhattan we went.  Before even departing from LAX, though, our hearts pined anew for our beloved Adam; and as a token of our undying faggotry, we decided our banner would be nothing but Mr. Ryan’s face for a whole fucking month.

Kisses, sweetheart!

Diana Chance, known on Stickam as the titty-flashing dildo-sucking camwhore Hot Mami, was arrested in the month of July for possession of crack cocaine and drug paraphernalia, according a local New Jersey Newspaper.

A reader sent StickyDrama a link to the Today’s Sunbeam, which named Ms. Chance as one of 57 persons arrested as part of a large police sweep in the city of Salem.  Page 4 of  the article reads, “Diana Chance, 28, of Swedesboro, was arrested for possession of cocaine, loitering to commit a controlled dangerous substance offense and possession of drug paraphernalia,” specifically 2 glass crackpipes and 4 blue baggies of crack.

All but certain this Diana Chance could only be our Diana Chance, StickyDrama made an effort to verify our suspicions.  Citing New Jersey’s Open Public Records Act (OPRA) we asked the Salem police department to provide documentation pertaining to the arrest; the police acquiesced in our request and faxed us a copy of her court summons.

CLICK TO READ IN FULL RESOLUTION:

As luck would have it, Hot Mami went Live the other night while she was packing to leave her house.  (She is separating from her husband Von Chance, who got fed up with her crackhead bullshit.  On her YouTube account, she posted an image of Von having sex with a hooker whom Diana had in fact hired as part of her pay-per-view  Stickam sex shows.) On cam she tells her ride to come pick her up at 205 Westbrook Drive—the same address on her court summons.

The invisible yet nevertheless suckable Ownage Pranks didn’t let a golden opportunity go to waste.  He called her cellphone and confronted her with the newspaper article.  In addition to being a crack addict, Ms. Chance apparently is also a liar:  Slurring her speech throughout the call, she claimed not to “wememmba” any such arrest.  Later on, as others spammed the Sunbeam link in her Live, she declared that the the article appeared on a “fake site.”

CLICK TO HEAR HOT MAMI’S DENIALS

However several online sources cite the newspaper as having a daily circulation of over 10,000 readers.  And the very same publication reported when Ms. Chance burned down her family’s home in 2007 while cooking french fries.

The above court summons would not be the first evidence of Ms. Chance’s hardcore drug abuse, nor of her flimsy denials.  For months a video has circulated in which she heats up a substance in spoon and then injects it into her arm.

Ms. Chance later claimed the substance was medically prescribed Cortisone to ease pain in her arm.  And StickyDrama is the Queen of England.

http://stickam.com/hotmamix3

http://www.stickam.com/hotmamii

http://www.youtube.com/dianachancetv

Demonic cocksucker and recording artist Geoffrey Paris had a few friends over recently, who were taking bong rips from an apple in his Live. There must not be anything better to do in Arizona.

One would think the faggot should be more careful about doing drugs on cam, since the shit hit the fan when he was screen-recorded doing coke last year.

Check out GP’s Myspace for free downloads of his music, including his wildly popular track “Scene Kidz.”

http://www.stickam.com/geoffreyparis

http://www.myspace.com/krazyclubkid2000

Reagan Vuitton recently sent StickyDrama a gem that made our black heart leap with joy.

This videoclip, recorded last year, shows Hock dancing and waving a bag of Ecstasy—the “White Lady” variety, Reagan noted. Whereas images of Hock holding marijuana are common and, in StickyDrama’s eyes, not a big deal, waving around “hard drugs” with the intention of selling to teenagers is another matter. Reagan claims to have often witnessed Hock sell Ecstasy to children as young as 15 years old; he furthermore claims to have witnessed then 18 or 19-year-old Hock have sex with several underage girls, and in particular this girl who Reagan says was then 13:

Pretty much the only nice thing Reagan had to say was that Hock at least didn’t have HIV or AIDS. Reagan had himself tested after some unprotected frolickings he and Hock enjoyed during their friendship.

Our readers might ask, as StickyDrama asked Reagan, why would a friend reveal such damaging information to the most cold-hearted faggot on the Internet? It turns out that the two had a falling out when John heard that Reagan had spoken ill of him at Juma Junkiee’s:

What a prince.

The best hope Hock’s unborn child has for happiness would be miscarriage. According to the US Department of Justice Bureau of Statistics, white male drug dealers have a 75% rate of recidivism, meaning that they are very likely to return to a life of crime.

http://www.stickam.com/travistrauma