Los Angeles.

...man I sure miss Ralph

Didn't you Ralph at the last herf? X

...see thats how rumors get started bro

Boldly springing into action he phoned his wife who ran a modeling school,

whereupon he... yes, he ran around the back of the Broadway at Hollywood

Boulevard and Vine to see if he could find himself some big, large,

unused cardboard boxes ( no sh_t! )... after which he hit up the Ralph's

on Sunset for some Aunt Jemima syrup, some Kaiser boiler foil and pair

of blunt sissors, yeah! ... yes, and in the parking lot of Ralph's ...

where no prices are lower prices than Ralph's... in the parking lot of

Ralph's, in between a pair of customized trucks where nobody was looking,

he cut out some really, really, really nice wings and he covered them

thoroughly with foil ...

Then he took those wings and wedged one under each of his powerful arms and sneaked into a telephone booth ..yes,yes!! and then he shut the f...ing door! ... and he pulled down his blue denim po

An-type trouser pants, and he spread even amounts of aunt jemima maple syrup all over the inside of his legs! ... soon the booth was filling with flies ( help me! help me! help me! ) ... he held

The legs of his boxer shorts so they could all get in, and when each and every one of those little cocksucking flies had gone into his pants and they were lapping up all that maple syrup, he be

Er and he put his head between his legs and he said in a very clear, impressive, ron-hubbard-type voice: new york... and the booth and everything lifted up, out of parking lot............