Amidst another dismal deluge engulfing the city, My herald is summoned to Green Auto’s sanctum, where a feast of tantalizing offerings awaits My consumption on this dreary Saturday eve.
Despite the lamentable weather that often discourages you frail mortals from venturing out, My herald eagerly anticipates the pulsating thrum of a dance floor in full swing, a beacon of warmth amidst the cold embrace of the elements.
The potential offerings laid before Me tonight stand thus:
- REVEREND APE
- WACK
- BLUE RIVERA
While each of tonight’s offerings has previously presented delectable sustenance, their past triumphs shall not lull them into complacency. I demand nothing less than absolute devotion and fervor in tonight’s proceedings.
I expect all involved to exert themselves to the utmost, ensuring that My insatiable hunger is quelled with copious amounts of the vital energy that can only be extracted from humans flailing in ecstatic abandon upon the dance floor.
Green Auto, heed My decree, and compel My herald to MOVE with relentless vigor and fervor.