"Anybody know where MMario got off to? I'm hungry as a bear!" exclaimed Janie, as she walked up to a group of sleepy, hung over songsters sprawled around a campfire. "I ain't never eat mastadon before and I am eager for to try some. These here funnel cakes is awlright, I guess, but they don't stick long in yer stomick." She was busy trying to brush the powdered sugar off her chin and t-shirt.

"Anybody up for a little gospel singin', seein' as how tommorrow is Sunday, and from the looks of it, some of you has done enough sinnin' the last 24 hurs that you better get an early start on repentin'."