It was smokey- and hot! You couldn't see far ahead of yourself, and all around there were cries of agony- yes indeedy, this was that hot place down below, HELL- and strangely enough, we stumble across an intrepid band of BEA writers holding a marshmellow roast over one of the firepits, surrounded by scantily clad buxom women.
"You know, I alway suspected we would end up here," one said to the other as he hugged his girl, "But it seems so - underrated. I mean, we got plenty of eats (especially if you like deviled ham, deviled eggs, and of course, devil's food cake) and we have these beautiful women around us all the time, waiting on us hand and foot- Shouldn't we be getting, oh, I don't know - tortured or something?"
"Well, we are- we have only one ancient Tandy computer among us to get on the internet, and it only has an 80 baud connection over a bad phone line," The other replied, "But then, with this scenery and service, who wants to go on-line?"
"Actually, I think WE are their punishment," said one BE Writer who looked vaguely like You Wish as he snuggled Dolly Parton's bountiful bossom. She rolled her eyes, and stroked him gently.
"Well, that probably explains it." The other agreed, "Pass the marshmellows, and go on to the next episode, will you?"
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Fri Mar 9 19:01:29 2001