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AMID THE DREARY BACKGROUND, tantamount to the "Planet of the Apes",
Omar the Tentmaker magically transformed a desolate and unsightly
beach into a colossal "Planet Hollywood". The dunes no longer looked as
they did two days earlier. San Onofre was transformed into "Dreamworks South",
almost overnight. The huge multi colored structure, occupying a full half acre,
overshadowed Turkey Day. Today, TEAMBIGKOOK owned San Onofre.
On the sand outside, bundled in Ugh Boots, Tee Shirts boasting their 50th
anniversary, Club members blended with the scrawny, always hungry,
gulls incessantly squawking. Looking north toward the road, Sea Cucumber
watched a glistining white stretch limo rapidly approaching Ground Zero.
"they're here," he yelled. This was NeoN's cue, grabbing a microphone
he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and children of all
ages: Awe you ready to R-R-U-U-U M-M-M-B-L-E?" In unison,
500 invitees squealed their approval. The limo door swung open,
a gaggle of hot blond females stepped onto the gold carpet,
sprinting to the tent. In bright fire-engine letters, emblazoned on
the limo, read "GIRLS GONE WILD".. One by one NeoN intro'd
the ladies. THEBIGKOOK stood, grabbed the mike, "This ain't
gonna' be no ROXY CONVENTION." everyone laughed.
Oleg, Omar's assistant ordered the caterers to bring the
food for immediate consumption. Surrounded by Las Vegas
Disco music, gelled searchlights, laughter, and gaiety
, with Ranger Dairywimple, and brinfin,
and Brad, pulled off the party of the millennium.
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