Love the overreaction at such a discovery - how a simple board game becomes an embodiment of creepy evil!
I should become a journo - I can turn that boardgame into a creepfest...
Just one look at the box gives the viewer the willies - his left hand creepily caressing the microphone as if wishing it was a young boy's cock, whilst his other hand is "air fingering" the bunghole (or fanny) of a teenage groupie in his dressing room. Clouds of white jizzum erupt from his unseen manhood, threatening to flood the band on the front page, and his unsuspecting prey play on oblivious in the bottom corner. Unaware a huge salacious Savile is looming over them with a horrific paedophillic leer, his hair slick with sweat from excessive masturbation over Teenypops, as a cameraman records the orgy for some sick website...
Can I has a job with the Bare Minge Ham Mail, please...
