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Limos from hell haul heavensent dapper dans and doras straight into Satan's asshole,
the land which they worship and is off-limits to the impecunious and thankfully so, for Satan's asshole is the most unpleasant of places to be to be,
Rancid with garish pumped-in environmental aromas and garish with rancid pumped-in personalities; and what's more, the cover charge is outrageous.
One must sacrifice the first two first-born, and all gestures which may be interpreted as the slightest bit munificent are punishable buy expulsion and/or bombardment by rolls of half-dollars.
Those agreeing to the above conditions are condescendingly welcomed to enter the festering entrails of the beast, where the finest talent available will enact top of the line classics that are not expected to be understood nor thought-provoking,
As long as you clap when indicated until your palms turn red; drinks and exotic bovine molds are complimentary with an insignificant decimal place adjustment on the interest on your tax shelter.
Come commingle with the foremost figures of stage and screen and sofa whose tongues are black as parrots' and passports make the Illustrated Man blush with feelings of inadequacy.
Have your daguerrotype taken in front of criss-crossing jets of mineral water and paintings of something one can't quite be sure what it is or means but they say it's fetching six figures so shoot away!
We will abuse each other until the sun rises and hey, why stop there? Give me that stoking iron you lousy piece of shit.