Thrills, chills and excitement filled the air.So did gas.

I have a plan to get rich. I am going to train animals. Oh, I know what you are thinking...they travel better by cars. Well, that isn't the kind of train I mean. I am going to train them to act like people. See, animals are too smart to attempt death defying leaps over the Grand Canyon on motor bikes a la Evil Knievel. You will never see an animal swaying its hips to music to sell records a la Elvis Presley. I am going to change all that.
First I am going to find an insect or a rodent or something nobody likes. It has to be evil. After all, what is the point of training someone or something if it is good or learns quickly? No, I want to add in the whip factor and pain giving, teach it more evil.
Well, if you ever picked cotton, you know the enemy of all clothing and therefore all mankind...I mean, really, do you WANT to see john Goodman or Roseanne Barr naked? For that matter, do you really want to see them clothed? Or hear them? I know I don't. So you see, Boll Weevils are the enemies of all mankind and are unquestionably so evil they should be part of it. In fact, they are so evil, how can that not be part of the name of my star daredevil? I will train him to leap over dangerous terrain. On little motorcycles. It will be fun.
In the background will be the second half of the show. It will be a hamster. Sadly, the hamster had a little accident that cost it part of its legs. In fact, you can't even see its legs. And he really wiggles when he walks. Plays a guitar. Very talented.
So get ready for an evening of excitement starring world renowned daredevil Evil Boll Weevil and his singing companion Pelvis Presley.