#001 THE DECK KING
- Aggravated patio loitering
- Floral assault on the optic nerve
- Pinot Grigio before 2pm (repeat offender)
STATUS: STILL ON THE DECK
GAME: DON'T STAND UP — DISC 2, coming soon
The internet's #1 registry of certified bum sluts · Est. 1998 (allegedly)
STATUS: STILL ON THE DECK
GAME: DON'T STAND UP — DISC 2, coming soon
STATUS: INNOCENT (they had the wrong address)
GAME: WRONG HOUSE! — DISC 3, coming soon
STATUS: BONE DRY
Some men climb mountains. Some men run marathons. These three men sat down on a timber deck in the United Kingdom, poured a glass of Pinot, and simply never got up again.
This homepage exists to document their achievements for future generations, and to provide a fully licensed* 3D video game console in which you can relive them.
“I looked into his eyes, then I looked at the wine, then I looked at that floral atrocity he was wearing. And in that moment I knew, with absolute scientific certainty: this man is an irredeemable bum slut.” — Sir David Attenborough (probably)
*licensed by nobody
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He sat down on that deck with a chilled bottle of Pinot at 1:15pm on a Tuesday. Didn't move until dusk. Truly inspirational dedication to doing sweet FA.
He walked in wearing that floral shirt and three chandeliers shattered. Our fashion analysts had to be hospitalised.
We breached the back garden expecting an international cartel. We found one bloke in shorts with his hands up. In hindsight, we should have checked the house number.
He stood on the sand 150 yards from the sea for 45 minutes in a 3mm winter wetsuit, a chin-strap bucket hat and half a kilo of unblended Sudocrem. Never once touched the water. I have seen things.
We asked in the group chat if he fancied the gym. He sent a photo of his vape on the deck and replied "I have achieved final form". A legend.
Sold out since 1999. A new drop is coming. Probably.