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chapter 3 & 4
Death of a Pop-Star

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Splash! Jessie is woken up again with another icy bucket of water. Wake up Ms. Thompson said the faceless captor
as Jessie squinted into the blinding white light. She thought she would have been dead by now, and after that last
shock and awe to her nervous system she felt like she was. Jessie notices that there is a television on a table, and
wonders what this maniac has put it there for. The time has come for what we were waiting for Ms. Thompson.
Please don’t kill me she pleaded. No not that, soon, but not now. Then what are you talking about she asked. Time
for what? Laughingly her faceless captor tells her. Your family is on T.V, begging for your life. What?  Here we will
watch together as her faceless captor turns on the television.  Your Father is going to be on the Ten O’ clock news.
He has been on several other broadcasts. I thought you would like to see one. It will probably be the last time you
see him. Jessie, it is very touching. You are a monster! Shhh Jessie, here it comes.

Good evening it is July eleventh and you are watching Fox 5’s Ten O’clock news. I am Dick Rose. I am Julie Hepp.
We start tonight’s broadcast with a worried father’s plea for his daughters’ safe return. As you know we have been
following the story of the kidnapped Pop-Star Jessie Thompson. Her father is here tonight and we turn it over to
you right now, in the studio, Mr. Joe Thompson.

Mr. Thompson, what is it you would like to say to your daughters captors right now. If they are watching. I would
like to ask them to let my little girl go. They have already taken one daughter from me. Please don’t take another
one of my precious little angels. I will pay any kind of money, ransom, whatever you want. Just let her go. You can
contact me or the N.Y.P.D. Tears begin to well up in Mr. Thompson’s eyes and he lets his face fall into his hands.

Jessie began to cry, oh Daddy! As tears streamed down her cheeks drowning herself with the heartache she could
see was killing her father. From behind the blinding white light she hears. No, wait Jessie it is just beginning. Here
is the part where your father makes his heightened desperate and violent plea. Right about… now.

"From the Howard Stern Show"

O.K. the question is now put to you guys. Call in with your answer on what kind of masturbator you are, clean or
messy?

Hey Now! You are on the air with Howard Stern.
Hey Now! Howard.
Hey Now.
I would say I am clean when I jerk off. I always use a sock to catch my stuff. Studio laughs as Howard asks a sock?!
Do you use your sock or somebody else’s?  I use my sock. I am sorry guy, but that’s just weird. Do you think that
falls under a foot fetish Robin? Laughing, I am not sure Howard. Alright “Sock Man” hold on for a second and we will
hook you up with tickets to the Boat show this weekend, at the Javitz Center. Thanks Howard.

Who whacks off in their own sock? Alright we have more tickets to give away to the Boat Show so keep your calls
coming in. Now speaking of jacking off, lets bring our guest in. author of “Death of a Pop-Star” Jack Batcher. Hey
Now! Yeah, hey Howard. Funny joke with the Jack and jacking off comparison it was real original. Alright Jack, I’ll
agree it was a cheap shot. No kidding Howard. Alright can we get passed it Jack? Sure Howard.

So, how did you come up with the idea for “Death of a Pop-Star”? Strangely enough Howard it started out as a joke.
One night some friends and I were hanging out at the bar and my friend Johnnie asks me if there were anyone
famous living or dead that I could do it with, who would it be? Just as he asked I was distracted by a commercial
for “the Dukes of Hazard”, where Jessica Simpson was strutting her stuff in those short “Daisy Dukes.” So I told
him that I’d want to get it on with Jessica Simpson... Dead. The studio breaks out in laughter.


Then you are confirming that the main character in your book is based on Jessica Simpson. Yes Howard, it is based
on Jessica Simpson. Why her? Why not Britney Spears or Lindsey Lohan, even Paris Hilton, or some other flavor of
the moment? I guess that’s it Howard. Synchronicity.  She just happened to be the one in the spotlight. When at the
same moment I received the idea for the book. I did consider Britney. She was to easy a target, like picking on the
kid at the playground that everyone picks on. It’s no big deal. Paris Hilton is so annoying I would just like to see her
dead. A round of chuckles moves through the studio. Anyway, I like Jessica Simpson. I think she is talented,
beautiful, with an awesome smile, gorgeous hair, great body, and you can’t forget those awesome double D’s.

Hey Now! Yeah Jack she is very hot. Jessica Simpson is not just hot Howard. She is Jugnifficent!
I hope you enjoyed that excerpt from
chapter 3 of "Death of a  Pop- Star"

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       Let me tell you about my new book “Death of a Pop-Star.” It started out
with a joke between two friends in a bar, and that joke was this… If you
could have sex with any Celebrity, living or dead, who would it be? My answer
was Jessica Simpson, dead. That was for shock value and a good laugh, of
course (?). Sick I know, but we were drinking and that’s how that goes.

What got twisted out of that night’s warped conversation began this book. My
kooky imagination concocted “Death of a Pop-Star” which started out as a
kidnapping murder mystery story, and then became an accidental slip of the
lip Sci-Fi that revealed the truth about celebrities, politicians, and Alien
conspiracies, which began a wild thrill ride from New York to Las Vegas.

In this funny Sci-fi adventure, which also acts as a time machine through TV-
Land author Jack Batcher sets the stage like a comedian in a night club
mocking everything from Scientology to Celebrities, TV advertisements to
the Pharmaceutical Companies. Jack ties all these elements together while
ridiculing the phenomena of instant stardom that seems to happen to often in
America today.

To wrap things up when I finished reading “Death of a Pop-Star” I thought it
was a fun book. I know being the author that I have a biased opinion, but this
book does offer unexpected twist and a creative combination of well known
characters that you would never see in this light and probably never will again
(?) I believe you will get as much gratification from “Death of a Pop-Star” as
you would from a wild night of drunken intercourse. Well maybe not that much
gratification, but you will feel dirty afterwards, I promise.  
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