After all of the Hoop-lah, the long-awaited, but never expected to actually take place, event of the century finally occured.

The date was December 21, 2012.

As our story unfolds the throngs of WSSers converged upon . . . . 

Soju's house with their "DUMB WHITE AMERICAN" teeshirts on

Just then......

 . . . someone from the crowd says, "Hey, this isn't Seti's house! Just because the name starts with an "s" and has four letters doesn't mean we're at the right place! Wow, we must be dumb white Americans. And besides that, a bunch of us are neither white nor American. Can someone ask the bus drivers to get us to the right place?" Amidst the headscratching and murmuring, the crowd begins to head back to their buses. As they leave, the unintentional host directs a tirade of epitaphs upon them.

 And as the buses leave the shanty in the distance, the last sound heard from the bitter man (now holding a bullhorn) was, "Just because JamesLT won the election, I will never submit to the *#@!## fool !!"

..As the bus glides past Dew Drinkers Cafe' a throng of protesters await in the distance. Is it a parade? Perhaps a musical concert gone wrong?  No.... It appears to be a riot that has broken out between the buddy's of Brydens Mom and Goldic. Many are full of anger that the bus has bypassed them. Just as the throng of haters get close, a shot rings out into the air. It is Bryden's Mom reciting over and over..."I am NOT a Spammer"!!!

Pushing his way to the front of the melee, Wise-picks began to try to calm everyone down. "People, people .... friends. Lend me your ears." A hush ensued. "Can't we all get along? Just because we all belong to different factions, we're all part of this huge quirk of humanity known as WSS"  Looking around, heads could be seen nodding in affirmation. "And furthermore, what's wrong with spamming?" Brydan's mom's monotonous repetition trails off and ends. "I was brought up on Spam, for crying out loud," Wise-picks continued, "And I loved it. I loved it so much that I forced my kids to eat it as well.

"So come on, there's enough room on the bus for everyone! Let's get this party on, we've been planning for it long enough. There's gonna be cheerleaders and pizza rolls and everything!" And so they reboarded the buses. And yes, there was plenty of room on the bus for everyone. 

Suddenly, John Long exclaims....Hey I know where we can go. It's close, just down the street. It's Dew Drinkers Cafe' They have beer and soda and plenty of SPAM for everyone. We can swim in the lake out back and have a cook out on the deck!!

 Dewey won't mind. The last time I saw him he was crying out front after watching his Mets lose another game late!!

With that the bus driver, Karand shifted in high gear and off we sped to Dew Drinkers Cafe'...YEA, the passengers exclaimed........

LOL!!

YOU GUYS ARE SO FUNNY!  I STARTED LAUGHING AS SOON AS I READ IT AND I'M STILL SMILING.  WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT ALL OUR WSS.  WE WOULD BE BORED THAT'S WHAT WE'D BE.  HAPPY LABOR DAY TO EVERYONE.

Upon arriving at the cafe, the partygoers were taken aback at the large banner overhanging the entrance: WINE AND CHEESE - TONIGHT ONLY. Could it be, they wondered among themselves, that the inspiration behind the party was here in person tonight? Or was this just a gimmick by the drunken desperate owner to attract a snootier clientele? How could THAT be? That would be like trying to serve Starbucks coffee at a McDonalds restaurant packed with unappreciative McCafe slurpers. 

...just as the crowd began to get unruly, the lights on the stage began to flicker and out from behind the curtain appreared Petergun.

Ahem..your attention please, the bearded fellow bellowed. It has come to my attention that some of you are wondering where the hell Wine and Cheese is? Well, I must prepare you for what you are  about to witness!!

OOOOOHHH, the crowd gasped!!!!  Just then.........

 C'mon, somebody continue this!  I can't write my own fate!

 Just then whineandcheese pulls up in a royal chariot, and proclaims.

 Hey man I got the band here, everyone inside for the opening show. As tong and the gang hopped out of thelimo in style with long dredds and tshirts they all began carrying their equipment in.

THE BUS CARRYING CORKY, KARAND, BARB, GOLDIEC, MR.Z, JAMES AND THE ENTIRE LNC PULLS UP JUST AS THE BAND BEGINS CARRYING ALL THEIR EQUIPMENT IN.  GOLDIEC IS THE FIRST ONE OUT OF THE BUS AND WANTS TO KNOW WHAT KIND OF MUSIC THE BAND IS GOING TO PLAY.  JAMES WANTS HIS MUSIC (WHICH GOLDIE HAS HEARD BEFORE) AND GOLDIE WANTS HER MUSIC SO BARB HAS TO GET IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TWO OF THEM AND SHE ASKS WHINEANDCHEESE TO PICK THE MUSIC.

 Being originally from Wisconsin, Whineandcheese chose polka!  Everybody thought it was an excellent choice and praised her.  While the band played polka, strangely a herd of cows came walking up the road...