On first night, man in polyester shirt emblazoned with playing cards and rabbits, sets fire to himself in lobby.
Talk about a melt down!
The convention is being sponsored by the IBM Ring in Deliverance, Arkansas.
Hot Dang! Whars my banjo
Local club members seem unfamiliar with simple cause-and-effect relationships like, Dont feed rabbit, rabbit die.
Served at Banquet prior to last evening show
Lodge of Merlins new secret handshake qualifies as sodomy under state law.
Get a grip on yourself, Bob
Overly-energetic disco choreography results in performer impaled on Dancing Cane.
Followed by a 20 minute standing ovation
Convention committee rolling naked in the mud with Ginsu knives.
Cool...didn't know they would be filming an episode of 'Fear Factor' that weekend.
You notice police marksmen in audience during opening speeches by local club poobahs.
Hired to protect paying audience from an abundance of dove, linking ring, and zombie freaks.