The Spoonbill Generator

With the first light of dawn, the great armies gather [N]

Lined in columns, desperate to get Stones tickets at any cost [Kansas Sam]

The aura of hostility is palpable [N]

Geezers older than Mick and Keith mercilessly pummel line-jumpers [Karin]

All eyes are on the still-closed ticket booth [N]

The cock crows--like a rooster on acid [Kansas Sam]

The shutter on the booth rattles, then inches up [N]

Hundreds of middle-aged losers surge forward [Karin]

Waving wads of cash and credit cards frenetically [N]

Elbows are thrown - all hell breaks loose. [Karin]

The first ticket is sold! He yells triumphantly [N]

"Shagadelic, Baby! I got front row center, Baby!" [Kansas Sam]

The envy brews, and one man cracks [N]

The braggart's head open with an empty Michelob bottle [Karin]

Blood is everywhere - this is life or death [N]

Mullet-sporting males square off against balding yuppies - not a pretty sight [Karin]

These street fighting men can't get no satisfaction [N]

But they're too proud to beg and so get dragged away. [Karin]

Dead roses or brown sugar - you can't always get what you want [Beefy ]

"STOP!" A wiry man with a lined face steps forward, introducing himself: [Kansas Sam]

Pleased to meet you, Haden Guest's my name [Beefy ]

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my fame [Kansas Sam]

A spinal tap is what you need, eleven on the dial [Beefy ]

My Princess Bride needs these tickets, I've waited a long while. [Karin]

You make a grown man cry [snood]