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Winterval Appeal

It seems an opportune moment both to launch our annual appeal and to reaffirm our commitment to the ongoing campaign to replace Christmas with an all encompassing non-denominational twelve day mid-winter festival: Winterval. But back to The Sleaze‘s annual appeal. Taking a cue from that 2007 Blue Peter Christmas appeal which asked its viewers to send in unwanted CDs and DVDs, which were sold to raise money for Barnardo’s young carers throughout the UK, I’m going to ask my readers to send me in their DVDs. You know the ones I mean – the ones you can’t possibly send in to a kids’ TV appeal. The ones which have suddenly become too hot to have around the house now your girlfriend has moved in, the ones your mother nearly found when she was cleaning your room the other day. Those DVDs. So, instead of sending them to Blue Peter in hope of embarrassing Konnie Huq, as many of you did back in 2007, send them to The Sleaze.

Whilst there is no way that there was ever going to be a Blue Peter market stall featuring the likes of Zoe Salmon trying to flog stuff like Anal Asian and All Hands on Dick 2: Das Butt to viewers’ older brothers and pervy uncles, I can promise you that your prized wanking aids will go to a good home where they will be lovingly cared for. Whilst any donations to The Sleaze won’t be used to raise money for good causes, they will make an old git very happy. Hopefully, this appeal will be as successful as last year’s in which, also inspired by Blue Peter appeals of the past, we asked you to send in tin foil milk bottle tops and wrappers so that we could make rude sculptures out of them. Ultimately, rather than squander your magnificent efforts on a series of small shiny silver penises that only we at The Sleaze editorial office would see, we instead fashioned a huge model of Jennifer Lopez’s buttocks, which we proudly put on display in Crapchester town centre, as our contribution to the municipal Christmas decorations. Sadly, they were immediately impounded by the police, on the orders of the local Chief Superintendent, who apparently still strokes them daily in his office. Because we’re all puerile and smut-obsessed at The Sleaze, the totaliser for this year’s appeal will, of course, be in the shape of a huge cock and balls. When our arbitrary total has been reached, the bell end will explosively ejaculate huge amounts of foam.

Just to be clear, we don’t want any DVDs classified less than 18. No Disney, no musicals, no Schwarzenegger or Stallone. By now you should know my tastes – classic porn is welcome, as is any hot girl-on-girl action. I also don’t mind a bit of mild bondage, but I’m afraid gay porn isn’t really my bag, (although our correspondent Professor Jerry Mire will probably gratefully accept any such DVDs). I also have to admit that I find those girls with the really huge knockers a bit of a turn off – natural and modestly sized preferred. So, if you have anything which falls into these categories, please feel free to send them to:

The Sleaze Annual Appeal
3, The Bladders,
Harpyapipes,
Quants.,
QU99 XZ0

And remember – I still have a functioning VCR, so I’m happy to accept tapes (VHS only, both NTSC and PAL) as well as DVDs.  Give generously.

docsleaze

Publisher, Executive Editor and Chief Writer of The Sleaze, the Doc is in the forefront of the campaign to preserve historic 1970s moustaches, and is currently the owner of a fine 1970 Alain Delon, which he wears with pride every Thursday. Before founding The Sleaze, the Doc had the singular honour of being dismissed from the Ministry of Defence's Defence Intelligence Staff following his involvement with the original 'dodgy dossier', which sparked the civil war in the former Yugoslavia. Nevertheless, he stands by his controversial assessment that there is satellite imagery clearly showing Serbian leader Slobodan Milosevic enjoying a three-in-a-bed romp with Princess Margaret and Richard Branson. Following his dismissal, the Doc crossed the Atlantic to enter the film industry, where he quickly became Tawny Kitaen's pubic hair stylist. The proud possessor of the world's largest collection of pornography discovered in hedgerows, the Doc is considered one of Britain's leading experts on smut, and acted as an advisor to the BBC 4 series A Pornographic History of Britain. Now in his early middle years, Doc Sleaze lives quietly in Southern England where he is sometimes allowed to teach Government and Politics to local A-level students. He can be reached through the site's main e-mail address - just don't expect a reply.

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