Even though an affirmative action toll booth
attendent's first day on duty, was to derail
the Tube, it didn't work. This poor overweight
senorita saw the Ford Sport Trak avoid the
by-pass lane, heading directly into the beach'
with "Legends Prefered Parking" placard snapping
in the breeze. The poor gordissima attempted
a leap to her feet from her tilted plastc chair,
but it was too late as we were alredy in. Things
are back to normal. Bulky Tees sales are way
up, Vanity Fair's on newstands, all things are
beautiful at the seashore, the incessant line is
longer than ever, and the food is scrumptious
as usual. and smokier than ever. Ranger Ephriam
has a new asbestos BBQ glove, Mason Klink has
inched higher up Ol' 'Nofre's surfing ladder, Colby
is now an nternational acclaimed chef de course.
All the usuals, the ones who looked as though
they just stepped out of a WW II German
concentration camp came out of the woodwork
ready to chow down, and boy were they hungry.
The dog population has gone through the roof
now that Temecula locals have found our beach.
As a matter of fact, a high country SUV loaded
with shreaking children pulled up to the
restraining log and tried to jump it.
Their "cute" snapping pooch runs up to Moe
the Toe's rash guard, whizzing all over it.
Moe the Toe asks the dog's master what's
going on. The master says, dog's gotta do
what dogs gotta' do. Of course, while all
this is going down there's not SOSC BOD
member around. But, the peice de resistance
is, Sal Geeze had a major heart blockage
while eating a huge meatball and cheese
sandwich while sitting on the pot in
Bldg.#4 Stall #2. Sal couldn't do anything
as the Lifeguards attempted to pry
the jammed door. People outside the Bldg.
were screaming, Sal needs a defibulator, and
he needs it now. Will Sal Geez survive
his fifth attack this week? His family sure
hopes so. Help, I've fallen, and I can't get up.
Written by Larry Coronary.
BRUCE SAVAGE SAND ASSOCIATES
