So you’re saying to be a DJ, I have to put these headphones around my neck all askew and press this play button?
Relax chahi its really not that easy…
Uh, idn’t there supposed to be an audience?
He only plays beats that sound like Douche! Douche! Douche! Douche! Douche! Douche!
“Why does the marquee say “Pauly D-bag’… ohhhhhhhh.”
“Why you guys keep introducin’ me as ‘broccoli head’?”
Who let the douche out?
“If Paris can be a DJ, I can be a fuckin’ DJ! Now, how come I can’t hear the music I’m spinnin’?!?”
You know, I’ve some great ringtones on my phone but will the big clubs let me play them? Will they fuck, it’s all politics.
“Hey yo, this Mic tastes like farts again.”
You’re doing it wrong.
At some point in the future I bet he’ll be in this exact same position except that mic is a dick and you don’t even wanna know what he’s licking.
Nothing screams A-list celeb like touring Carson CA.
Looking at the hot guy dancing above.
“OK, Pauly, now put the mic in your mouth, take off your shoes, and step into the puddle on the concrete floor…”
Have I-tunes, can d.j.
“Yo I said i wanted a black mike, black mike… What part of that didnt you get?”
20 dollars if anyone can find me a picture of Pauly D without his god damn tongue out like that. Like everything the dumbass does requires his full concentration.
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Pauly D at 102.7 KIIS FM's Wango Tango Concert in Carson, CA. (May 12, 2012)