There's a guy who uses old Donald Duck cartoons and making them into BM parodies. This is the bomb, I'll hope the funniness doesn't get lost in translation. I guess EverBlack will appreciate!
Next morning Donald: "I'm getting quite adept at the lyrics, but I'll keep on with karaoke to get more inspiration."
Nephews: "Black metal karaoke, now I've seen it all. / Absurd-karaoke would be damn cool"
Nephews: "Hey f*ck this. Could you please stop stealing lyrics? Maybe it's time you move onto posting on BM forums?"
Donald: "You're just jealous! When my limited 88 c-cassette is published, you will not get a single copy! And besides, now I will focus on the music!"
Nephews: "WHAT! THE! F*CK!"
Donald: "I have to have some experimental elements. I cannot afford a diesel harp, but this will hopefully help me to create a mystic image"
Nephews: "I wonder if he has ordered his t-shirts yet?" reply: "at least I saw him advertising on facebook".
Morning Donald: "I've mastered the statements. I've recorded the intro and the next step is to create an esotheric hitleristic ambiance! / The t-shirts are probably ready."
Nephews: "Mother of god. Finally we can get to sleep off this hangover"
Drum Donald: "What does a band do without a decent drummer? START THE BLAST!"
Nephews: "I guessed some crappy drum set. / Electronic drums at the most. And some half-decent cling-clong"
Donald: "Don't make birth out there and listen how I play the J.Read fill!"
Nephews: "This is not a f*cking training basement, the neighbours will call the cops!"
Donald: "F*ck it, they won't"
Donald outside: "WTF? Why isn't anyone interested?" Donald inside: "Well, just have to keep on then, goddamnit!"
Nephews outside: "Those tom-toms aren't nothing like J.Read. And the lyrics are some lame sh*t. / My hangover gets worse all the time"
Nephews: "It can't get worse than this. Someone on the forums will put him back on earth when the demo is out at the latest"
Donald: "I hate people and degeneration! That's why I'm doing everything myself. How about a Burzum cover right now?"
Nephews outside: "And there goes the roof. And we don't even have a DM insurance".
Donald outside: "CASIO KEYBOARDS AREN'T ENOUGH FOR THIS LEVEL OF SATANIC WORSHIP"
Poser: "I listened to your uncle's demo and it was f*cking good! Mystical organs, good lyrics and decent blasts. You must be proud?
Weary Nephews: "F*ck you poser gay"