Word: linings
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Boogie explains, "These two ladies are gonna join you in line. Okay?" We nod our assent. "Okay," Boogie confirms. Boogie has a bad case of wandering hands. While he stands and chats with his friends, he massages Delia's rear. She doesn't object. Boogie buries his head in Delia's inviting locks. "Ooooh baby," he moans, "you've got a nice weave." Tatyana roars in amusement. Delia is not pleased...
...have to tell everyone I've got a weave!" she objects. "Now the whole freakin' line knows I got a mother-fucking weave...
...this time our position in line has greatly improved. We can see where MTV has set up rope corrals and a stage where, later in the day, there will be live entertainment. A woman in "Wannabee a VJ" garb raises a megaphone and addresses our section of the queue...
...exchange, Aaron has a brainstorm. He decides to overwhelm the inspector with a hailstorm of paperwork. He tosses out his driver's license, his school ID, his credit cards, even his USTA membership card from the 10th grade. Josh follows suit, emptying his wallet on the unsuspecting bouncer. The line begins to back up. People start shouting. The bouncer panics. He shoves all of our IDs back at us and slaps on entry-bands. We're in. We've crossed the Rubicon...
...OFFICIAL MTV TERRITORY. WE ARE HERDED INTO A COVERED PAVILION WHERE WE ARE each handed manila envelope. Its contents: a sheet explaining the audition process (incidentally the first piece of hard evidence assuring us that we are actually in line to become VJs), a complicated and unwieldy set of release forms, an assortment of questionnaire survey-applications and a leaky Papermate pen. Written on our envelopes is our official audition number. Mine...