Arzhklahh Olgevezh!

The retinue wore togas, toked on opium and drank each's

other's wine. They

nibbled peanuts, spoke of heinous and premeditated crimes

between the

politics and the poems. Conversation stayed refined at

Lisa's party. having

a real good time.

A legendary film star smashed a glass when a man guessed

at her age. The

ceiling opened and revealed the naked lady in a cage. A

fireater scorched

his chin and departed in a rage from Lisa's party. Isn't

it jolly fun?

An artist bit a chicken's head off and laughed as he

passed the rest around.

Pieces quivered their coctail sticks but were swallowed

without a sound. A

trampolinist jumped too high came crashing to the ground

at Lisa's party.

Isn't it a whizz!

Now Lisa was the perfect hostess... She planned a big

surprise. She spread

the cyanide in layers across her delicate mince pies and

told her guests "A

hint of almond makes the dullest cake seem nice." And

they all died.