+ WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS +

Back in the "REAL WORLD" we walked past what appeared to have been a very strange party.

We Broke Free, Raced Bicycles with Fat Bottom Girls, Attacked a Dragon and Found Somebody to Love, all with My Best Friend.

May God Bless the Soul of Freddie Mercury Forever.

"We Are The Champions"
(being sung)

He held still for ONE second.

Friends Help Friends Keep Each Other Alive.

Radio Ga-Ga.
Radio Goo-Goo.

I managed to catch Danté's better half.

Gotta give it up for the drums.

Bicycle Race.

Fat Bottom Girls.

Fredrick Mercury.

Homeboy shreadin' on the Gee-Tar.

After we lost our shirts at the races, we walked over the the North Track to hear the rockin' sounds of QUEEN NATION.

Marmalade Dreamz showin' off in front of Budapest Shoehorn.

Danté put his money on Oceanwafer Dandy.

Then, Ambassador Flugelhorn bore down on Christmas Perrywinkle, much to the delight of various bozos.

The night at the track began photographically in the pooper.