Sunday Morning arrived. D.T., Scotty, and Chachi got up at 7am and left the fleabag motel. They left the three hot chick sluts sleeping inside.
The three drove over to the Heavy Metal Church. It wasn't the Rock Church or the Rockabilly Church. This Church was a heavy metal flavor complete with metal hymns in the styles of Metallica, Black Sabbath, AC/DC, and Led Zeppelin.
Preacher Robert, who sang like a certain Plant when he sings the metal hymns while accompanied by a black chorus in the background, was giving a sermon based on the events of the past week on child imprisonment, both physically and mentally, saying how wrong it has been for Mindy to have been going through what she already has in her first eight years of her life. Robert preached the gospel of acceptance of sexualities other than heterosexual male men and female women and said that there's some 512 sexuality combinations that all work together in mankind. He also denounced the Boy Scouts of the United Realms of America for attacking their Unitarian way of the Heavy Metal Church.
Meanwhile, Alyssa, Carlotta, and Angelina decided to spend two hours in the morning getting themselves all cute and sexy for the annual Vernalmas Lane Parade in downtown San Rubio. They were appearring as French maids in a float.
Hoss spent most of the day at his Comedy Music Worldwide Ministries Headquarters playing comedy music from his revitalized music database over the private intercom system.
At Mount La Goony, Carl was telling the two wildslifemen the story of how he lost his wife after Mindy was born a boy, and saying that the Jewish custom of not cutting his long hair until the age of three was a mistake of the Jewish faith, reasoning that at the age of two, thinking that he was a girl, was already dressing and acting like his four older sisters. The wildslifemen, who were named Billy and Grizzly, told Carl that he should have been a better father figure to him instead of working two jobs and letting a woman tend to his five children while he was away for most of the day. They pledge to help Carl get Mandy away from his sissy adoptive parents and to make a man out of him someday.
Meanwhile, at the Vernalmas Lane Parade, the biggest parade of the year, dozens of floats, balloons, celebrities, marching bands, and public figures made their way through the parade route.
Back at the cabin in Mount La Goony, Billy turned on the TV set to watch the parade. Carl was shocked to see who was in one of the convertables in the parade.
There was the convertable of Grant and Dianna Lefkowitz, their four adoptive daughters Charlotte, Lisa, Nancy, and Kim with their sister Mindy sitting between them, right in front of her adoptive parents Wendy and Jennifer. Mindy was sitting pretty wearing a crown, brushed and cleaned long hair, and a gown, and waving to the cheering spectators who were glad that she was alive after her ordeal. A reporter came up to Grant, who told the TV audience that Wendy, Jennifer, and Mindy will be moving into a wing of his mansion so that Mindy can be with her four sisters once again.
An angry and flabberghasted Carl watching the parade got angry and started throwing things and hitting and kicking. Billy and Grizzly seized Carl and wrestled him to the ground, and warning him that he control himself or they will call two men in white coats with a straitjacket for him.
After the parade ended, the mayor of San Rubio announced that the Boy Scouts of The URA must leave their city-owned properties they were renting for one dollar a year because they violated a city charter stating that they must now include atheists, transgenders, and gays. The Boy Scouts of The URA refused, saying that they answer to God since they're basically Christians. The mayor plans to hire some lawyers to sue the Scouts on the city's behalf.
During the afternoon, D.T., Chachi, and Scotty took a boat to DisneyCox Island where they once defeated the man who put El Zona on the freeze two years ago. In the last two years, the island decided to stay on Pacific Standard Time year round, so the guys had to set their clocks back one hour. What confusion!
Anyway, at the island, they decided to watch some surfer competetion that was going on the other side of the island. They saw something strange: surfers passing a football laterally from one surfer to another while riding the waves. This was a new hybrid sport: Surfball! Surfing teams were competeting against each other. One surfer managed to intercept a pass from one passer so that his team could score some points. Whichever team that had the most passes wins the competetion.
In the evening, it was fireworks time. D.T., Scotty, and Chachi drove over to Chachi's house where his back yard had a great view of a fireworks show that signalled the end of the Vernalmas Holiday Season.
Scotty turned on his high-speed internet-enabled car radio so that he could listen to super techno radio as music for the fireworks show. The explosions from some 100 fireworks displays all over the El Zona realm literally lit up the night.
All over the El Zona radio dial, independent music was playing instead of the big four record company crud that rules the San Diego airwaves. Let's face it. You can't change music culture by taking over all of the commercial radio stations and play nothing but cookie-cutter pop all the time and everywhere. Nobody will put up with homogenization like it is with Channel 933 today. The real music movement is there to give the big four music companies hell by competeting against them with simply better music product to play and to purchase.
The music directors at Jack-FM, Clear Channel, Radio One, CBS Radio, and others are trying to keep the status quo with programming ideas that are twenty years out of whack with today. Podcasting, satellite, internet, mp3s, and wifi are collectively taking a bigger share of the listener's time away from the radio broadcasters as each year progresses. Even the so-called independent commercial radio stations don't hold a candle to the true independents that simply ignore the cookie-cutter norm. Even the middle-aged listeners are leaving the radio broadcasters when it comes to music, finding better alternatives elsewhere.
The idiots tried to do the same with El Zona radio, taking over the stations by force and programming top 40 crap, but they failed because the bad guys just don't win here. They just don't get it at all. People in El Zona have left KISS in the dust ten years ago.
Late that evening, D.T. and Scotty bid Chachi a good night and drove off to highway 125 where Scotty drove his Earnhardtian 88 mph with the Digital Cathode Tube running in the realm machine to enter the San Diego city in the real world.
Scotty drove D.T. back to his house and said that he was sorry that D.T.'s Torino was no more, and he planned to get Albert to discover another way for D.T. to enter the El Zona realm someday. His Honda was ill-equipped to support a realm machine because they require automobiles with six or eight cylinders, and his had four. Until then, D.T. and Scotty agreed to keep in touch via the Internet. D.T. and Scotty give a high five, and Scotty drives off into the night, back to his home in El Zona.
Meanwhile, back in El Zona, Mindy and her family finished moving into the Lefkowitz mansion. She and her four sisters slept together for the first time since she was a day before the age of three. Mindy was finally rid of her arrrested development stage in her life and was ready to grow up, this time, with her sisters along the way once more.
Back in Pointless Loma, the three hot prostitute chicks were back in the elctronica club, looking for three more johns to give them a home for the night.
Well, that's it for my adventures in the El Zona Realm for the Vernalmas Holiday Season of 2009/2010. Maybe one of these days, the cities and towns in the realm will get together to agree on one time zone instead of four freaking half-standard/half-daylight time zones to confuse the drivers with time zones varying as much as two hours in as little as five miles apart. The Boy Scouts of URN, as well as here in America, need to stop their practice of preaching superstitutions of religion and allow non-believers of God, as well as non-heterosexual boys to join their organization. Who is anybody to dictate the private matters of the citizens? It is nobodys business. People in America are free to choose their religion, or none at all, and to choose a sexuality whether the Scouts agree with them or not. If they still have a problem, then form a competetive Scouting organization that will take in the members the Boy Scouts don't want, and let the city lease land to them for a dollar a year. That ought to cover more people. The atheists and GLADD should then stop suing the Boy Scouts and wasting our money fighting them.
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