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So I turned on Radio 1 this evening, as I sat in the car waiting for my little brother. I expected to hear some indie stuff, maybe some dance music, possibly an inane host chatting about banal things.
Nope.
Disturbingly graphic Top Gear fanfic, set in the year 2016/17 when Jeremy Clarkson has gotten rid of all the girls.
I can't even describe it to you, only I have to mention that Jeremy Clarkson apparently wanked David Beckham, and whilst fingering James May, he may have severed some fingers.
Skip to minute 28, and spend 5 minutes asking yourself if they really, really broadcast this on national radio.
Nope.
Disturbingly graphic Top Gear fanfic, set in the year 2016/17 when Jeremy Clarkson has gotten rid of all the girls.
I can't even describe it to you, only I have to mention that Jeremy Clarkson apparently wanked David Beckham, and whilst fingering James May, he may have severed some fingers.
Skip to minute 28, and spend 5 minutes asking yourself if they really, really broadcast this on national radio.