Bob's pyscho glitter faery vibes were starting to wear off (finally, I mean, he'd already glitterized everybody in the Commune. Four times.) and he was really not finding his pink tulle as tubular as he thought it was. So, Melvin (who wanted to get rid of him anyway so he could spend some serious quality time with his levitation) set him loose in The Offical Beer Commune Trop Cher Boutique with a credit card. Not a Visa. Not a Mastercard. It was a SomethingELSE!! The SomethingELSE was a very special credit card as it had no limit, never withdrew anything from your bank accounts, never billed you and could only be used in the Beer Commune by Friends of the Beer God. Bob had waaay to much fun with his SomethingELSE and bought lot s and lots and lots of clothes. Like the new black umbrelly pants. And the Lime Green Crushed Velvet Pants to go with his brand-spanking new Purple Slimy Shimmery Sequined Silken Shirt. (or PS-to the 5th for short.) Bob came out of the Trop Cher Boutique with 6 "I spent over $175 bags" and 9 boxes of shoes. Melvin wigged out when he saw Bob, but eventually got over it. He is the beer God after all.
While Bob had been on his wild shopping spree, Melvin had got to spend some quality bonding time with the newly mellow and quite omm-y Velvetta. They pondered the meaning of beer and discoved that if they both tried real hard, they could levitate the Beer Goddess Brewing, Co Brewery back in Portland. This scared the crap out of those poor people who were in the building at the time, but they just thought it was an earthquake. So, anyway, now Bob wasn't a glitter faery anymore, Melvin could take himout in public again so they all went to see the new movie, SpaceCadetBalls, the Presqueal. Bob greatly enjoyed the movie but Melvin could still see the after effects of his stint as a glitter faery...like the fact that he Tilexed everything in site and kept going on and on about "the blasted algae in the bathtub. Bad. No algae. Bad algae. Bob no like algae. DIE ALGAE DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Bob had soon replaced his peroxide holster with one for his Tilex......
The next day at the Commune dawned rosy cheeked, just like the one did the day before that and the day before that and the day before that. But the day before that it rained.
