(Let's pretend that Kiss is in the year 2021 and the original four is still together as a band.)
Peter Criss had just gotten a new alarm clock because his was old and it stopped working.
He was proud of his new product, and the guys liked to talk to Alexa whenever they had a question.
One day, I was visiting them when the band had two week off from touring.
Paul was in the living room listening to the Beatles on the radio.
An idea for a funny prank came to my mind.
"Hey Starchild, want to help me prank Peter"?
I grinned, and then Gene and Ace heard me talking.
"I've got an idea for a funny prank to pull on the ole' Catman".
The three of them snickered quietly as they listened to my plan.
We set up a hidden camera in Peter's bedroom while the Catman was out with friends at the bar.
"Paul, you connect your phone to Peter's Alexa".
I told the Starchild.
"But what's that got to do with Peter and his Alexa"?
Ace asked, scratching his head in confusion.
"While he's in his bedroom, we're going to prank him with dirty noises using Alexa".
I explained, and this made them laugh.
Once Peter got back from the bar, he was looking forward to a nice cat nap in his comfortable bed.
He soon fell asleep into dreamland.
A few minutes later, he woke up to find that Alexa was playing some po*n noises.
"Alexa, stop".
He told the machine.
But the sounds continued.
"Alexa...STOP"!
The Catman hollered.
It still wouldn't stop.
Meanwhile, me and the rest of the band were in Paul's bedroom watching Peter on Gene's laptop that was connected to the hidden camera.
"Paul, you mother-fu*cker! You're starting that damn sh*t again"!
Peter got up to try to turn Alexa off, but he didn't know how.
"GET YOUR FU*CKING A** IN HERE"!
The Catman shouted angrily.
Paul ran down the hall and into the drummer's room.
"What"?
He asked.
"Why is Alexa playing that fu*king po*rn shit"?!
Peter asked, growling underneath his breath.
"I don't have her playing anything".
Paul protested.
"Ohh bull f*cking shit. Listen to this".
Peter walked up to his alarm clock and pointed at it.
"Alexa, play".
"Playing YouTube".
And the p*rn sounds came back on.
Paul was shocked to see that Peter had been listening to something like that.
"What have you been listening to"?
After Peter was done yelling at us, he went back to sleep.
Paul went back to Gene's room and then we all quietly snickered at how our prank was working so far.
"What dirty noise should we do next"?
I asked.
Ace soon had an idea.
He looked it up on Paul's phone and then played it.
In just a few minutes, the drummer was awakened by an audio sound of someone taking a dump.
Peter opened his eyes and then when he heard it, his facial expression turned into a disgusted look.
"Ohh hell no"!
