Forgotten resident frustrated
Arthur
Madden has been living at Makeout Point for two years now. However, living in
such isolation, many of the townspeople are yet to have even met him.
Now
though, he is making his presence known, holding an open forum for discussion to
get to the bottom of why his local area has been increasingly plagued by teens
looking to have their first sexual experiences in their parked cars.
Named
after reclusive 3D make-up inventor John Makeout, who lived at the same site
between the years of 1982 and 1982, the area offers beautiful night-time views
over the town from the clifftop.
“I know
exactly what they’re talking about. It’s one of the reasons I moved here in the
first place, but I’d be more happy to see houses built here and a community
started than it be a debauched place of underage sex”, said Mr. Madden.
Local teenagers
are well aware of Mr. Madden’s house, but being presumed uninhabited, it is the
subject of local horror folklore, inspiring the recent teen slasher movie ‘Ow,
where’s my blood?’
“I
invited some friends round for a dinner party last week, but as soon as they
saw the address they must have presumed it was an invite to some kind of orgy
and bailed, which is preposterous. My orgy is next week”.
As well
as affecting his social life, the influx of horny high school students has had
other implications. “My sleeping pattern is all screwed up. Last night I woke
up to the sound of about 600 car engines”.
Mr. Madden
has considered moving away, especially as his workload at the Planned
Parenthood clinic has increased a lot recently, causing further stress.
"I can't tell you how sick I am of hearing Marvin Gaye at 2 in the morning. Let's get it gone, I say".
"I can't tell you how sick I am of hearing Marvin Gaye at 2 in the morning. Let's get it gone, I say".