Castle Games begin -Will three fantastic foursome survive each other?

Our four fast lane fellows and felines are now swaying to a semi professional rendition of " Wild Horses " blowing notes across the barren wind blown rocky Irish Coast. Paris Hilton ( Sans panties!) La Sharon Stone ( Special panties!) Keith Richards Glimmer Twin, Fletcher Quill perched on Raven's Haven medieval roof complete with rock catapult just in case Pirates attack!

" Keith, Dude lets rip a few lines " Sympathy For The Devil " my harp work getting better hey?"

" One tune I never sing without little Micky is that one Mate! For reasons we can't square it always triggers negative vibes. Frigging residuals from Altamont we figure."

" Al righty then, how about " Under My Thumb " One, One , two three..."

Cell phone explodes the moment, it's the other Glimmer Twin with an attitude problem.

" What is the haps Mr. Richards? We going to cut this album or cut bait Mate? I got a room full of our Chicago Blues Boys ready to make serious noise..."

" We be eating brain food and singing our ass's off Micky my boy, you ready to cut Quill's rock ditty?"

" Put The Fly Fool on Pee Wee."

" Still 98 lbs soaking wet oh wealthy beyond all dreams?"

"You and me Mate been making rough music in the Irish breeze hey, ingesting and jesting hey Fly Man?"

"Guess we be messing a bit Laddy, you must be tired after the endless tour and counting all those almost worthless dollars now that the Euro has Uncle Sam sucking wind?"

" Well put Yankee Doodle Dandy.Kieth says your Harp is coming right along. I got special lessons backstage from Howling Wolf in my youth and Charlie Musselwhite, another killer player a kid from South San Francisco he and his brother Dan had a bad ass little blues band, Mike Fallon could make the harp whine like a baby......"

" Heard of those boys, they were known as the " Might Brothers " as in might do anything at any time! Keith wants your ear Mate, take care rocker man..."

" I'm on the next flight out in the morning. I got messages and some special booty from our boy Quilly."

As sudden as the changing Irish Wind a hush comes over the festivities as the one and only dead but still the funniest man Vegas ever knew Abbott Sammy Kinnison appears with several of the Fairies who live and work in the San Francisco Golden Gate Park Underground city complex that is his Kingdom...

" OH man I love this Castle Fletcher my boy."

" Sammy Baby, what's the haps back in Sodom & Gomorrah? Boy Mayor out lawing more holidays?"

" Worse then that oh Dark Prince of Ocean Beach, Boy Mayor killed Halloween chaos in the Castro which extinguished the spark in the rest of your once wide open international port where anything went and all was possible if you had enough coinage. Now a days spoiled skinny soccer mom's all died Blond neurotic, horny, little scheming liars are going through working stiff slobs and stripping them of their last dime leaving the bleached drunken bones to the maggots in the Marina Bar's..."

" Just got a cell call the duly elected Board of Moron's are letting greedy real estate types blistered and battered by the 2nd mortgage market collapse erect 200 story glass monoliths to contemporary man's cold blooded need to dominate every inch San Francisco's once eclectic skyline. Reminds me of the noted Bleached Blond Bimbo socialite who su-ked and fuc-ed her way into several deep pockets and removed about 200 million to personally build an ugly ass edifice supposed new museum in Golden Gate Park. It looks like a brownish mothballed decaying battleship, a great eye sore at best Dude."

" Here you are about to go into a serious shoot out and your old crib is crumbling into banality run by pablum uneducated coke snorters who ought to be stocking shelves, sweeping up or taking lunch orders..."

" Think I'll let you and my hundreds of tiny people friends come up with a plan to re take my beloved San Francisco's soul after we take care of this Middle east bump in the road. I may retire if they give me another star. Its been a great 30years from private, corporal, Sargent all the way to these shiny stars. Might be time to start writing about these wild ass adventures. Now how about we take a long hard look at my new four story peace tower, come on boys lets roll..."

PEACE TOWER

Capable of gently swinging three and a half feet in the stiff Irish ocean breeze, one hundred feet from it's granite base to the pyramid meditation glass inclosed top, built with grey granite locally cut. No more then a playing card fit between blocks, spiral stair case made of beach driftwood burnt black and lacquered.

Many of Quill's surrealist art works hang along the staircase walls. A large fire ring surrounded by ten foot natural colored crystals standing and fracturing light as the fire roars creates with the help of Frankincense, myrrh burn an archaic mood pervades.....

Suddenly the voice of the Angel of Peace echoed through the new Peace Temple built to the precise orders of the Peace Angel's celestial architects, " You must appoint a mortal female being of the highest virtue to be the White Princess and keeper of this place. This must be done to activate the peace vibrations which will help you turn the upcoming opposing General's Summit into a clear success. Do you understand a woman of real virtue, find and appoint this being quickly or loose the window of opportunity wild ass Irish madman!"

" I do know one being who fits that bill quite nicely " Mother Superia Serena " the hot Nun that smacked my F1 would be perfect for this gig, perfect! Get her on the cell, offer a huge donation to her poor fallen Angels and ya de yada... Sharon your going to love this gal exact opposite of you two seasoned sluts. Especially Timba, she love cats, where is my kitty?"

" What the fu-k did you just just spew out of that whacked Irish pie hole of your's there nature boy? Your little Frisco Nun is pretty hot hey Quill? So you think a another Hen in the chicken house along with our sweet Paris is going to make it all warm fuzzy for your international movie star girlfriend fooooool!!!! Ok, listen carefully moron, figure out your perverted priorities quick before I go psycho!"

" You getting those perfect panties in a twist for naught oh owner of my heart. This is all about activating my new Peace Temple. I need her purity of spirit which is absent here precious, you dig? Have to have the energy set just right before the six opposing General's get here in the morning, last chance to save my ancient ass before the shooting starts."

"Every time you show up Chaos rides on your left schoulder, haven't seen you in ages and you pull a stunt like this another female! I saw her photo fool thirtish still smoking hot and very Blond. Looks like your brand Cowboy."

" You been alone here too long Sharon, this quiet can get to you sweety. Maybe a little trip would work for you, think about it. Where is our Paris, locked the tying room so she can't waste anymore feathers!"

" You didn't hear a word did you General?"

" Loud and clear oh Blond Goddess, loud and clear. Either you find your center in your own time or hand of fate may intervene."

Next Month: Blond Showdown? Tooooo many Hen's in the Castle?