> >Highlights of the show... Hmmm..... The incredible number of people who >don't care to believe you when you say 'it's REALLY hot', my wife >sending 4 women up to my room at once to try and talk me into going to a >strip joint (they failed), What!? "Failed"!!?? That does it, man. No Christmas card from me. You are stricken from my list, bud. Of course, I woulda said, "but ladies, you're here...why do I need to go to a strip joint?", placed a fiver between my teeth and growled... >Gecko Gary getting carted out on a stretcher >for dehydration and high blood pressure (he's fine), Chip Hearn going >down from being big and clumsy (he's fine also), the two guys passed out >in my booth from ignoring said warning and dipping the bread into the >unBEARable, and the usual assortment of rude & crude vendors doing >variations on the 'biker babes selling hot sauce' theme with the guy who >hired the porn stars to 'man' the booth winning that one. Just your Good god, don't tell me Ron Jeremy was selling hot sauce?! EEEeeeeuuuuuuuuwwwww, that's a nasty visual... But let's see...chiles, women asking men to accompany them to strip clubs, hot sauces, female porn stars, The Bread....okay, I'm gonna be your unofficial roadie next time, man. It's that simple. -- Peace, Hendrix, and Chiles....... Rael"...have Twister [TM!], will travel..."64 Monk of the TCS Order of Enlightened Twister [TM!]