VegasAnt had returned and he was a real hotshot promoter type with a plan for a reunion supergroup. He was driving around in a rented red Poesche with his mom a chronically complaining black lady.
He had recruited Patty Go to play harmonica & GeeBee to play guitar. After Patty played some weird song on her harmonica, GeeBee stood atop something that looked like a carnival dunking booth, shirt open, hair waving in the breeze & played some crappy pop song & played his red Tele.
He was really, really buff.
But still pasty.
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