Buster laid on the cool floor next to the

Buster laid on the cool floor next to the table. Outside nothing moved. It was too hot!

The faint sound of music & tinkling laughter... Buster turned his head against the cool floor & peeked beneath the tablecloth. Wee little naked people were dancing around!

"Join us, Buster!" the wee naked people called to him from beneath the table. Buster tried, but he was too big, and sat on one of them by mistake. "I'm fine," said the tiny naked

undead, who wasn't fine at all. He killed his brethren in a flash, & Buster found himself chased by tiny naked zombies. Buster knew that if you see their junk you turn, so he tried

not to stare lest they give him the willies.Buster had enough trouble with his unfeasibly large testicles.All he needed was a zombie penis! The little naked zombies got him to peek

at his dear Catherine as she looked aside and elsewhere in the cold morning light of a North Dakota diner. "Kisses on the breast like sparrows down a chimney," thought Buster, but

-eto encrusted hand - freshly cut - at Fritz who was dancing in 3/4 time their way. Buster and Catherine were able to escape the diner amidst a cacophony of screams through the ba-

Lcony as the orchestra played Sir Plantings's "Overture For Turtle Stew".obliviously. The conductor noticed they had to escape, so they fled with their instruments just in time.

The abrupt & hazardly ending had many in the audience searching their librettos for an explanation to this ending but this ending was just this ending because this is how it ended.