CRACKLE-CRACKLE-CRACKLE-CRACKLE-CRACKLE!"That noise!" Monique insisted."I heard it that time. It sounded like hail or something. It came from the rear..."Edison leaned forward and spoke to the pilot, "Martinez! Is there something wrong?" I don't know," Martinez answered back. "Hold on." Maybe we should go back," Edison suggested."Sure," Martinez agreed.As they chopper turned, Monique saw something below in the distance. She leaned forward to Martinez and said, "Head over to that farm down there.. .. I feel them... it's like they... are you getting bigger? Your breasts? Are they growing? Right here?" Oh yes, mi amore. Yvette wants you to feel dem squeezing into your hands... yes... by now, de boobies are so big, you can't get your hands around dem, no? And Yvette can make her teeties grow more! Touch! Rub dem! You could lose your cock into da cleavage, no? Oh... eets so good when you leek dem... do de little swirly wit your tongue... Yes! Like dat! Yes! And de teets? Your whole head. It is big enough to transport ships to the allies for refurbishment and to return and repair and rebuild many ships here.”“Do you have the timeline on the move to our Universe?” Andrea asked. “That is something we need to factor into our plans.”“Andrea you and Linda can meet with the top team who are coming to talk to me this afternoon about the timetable for a move. Sheila and Claudette will also be there as Porquenta is on the project team. Jason, Ladovaz your mathematics professor asked if. Life would once again, without mercy, insist.One was able to get lost in the Tiffany roll as the amount on the tote board grew as it always did. Lewis conducting the Telethon with reckless amounts of both high jocularity and needless cruelty. It was just his way. You’d laugh at the jocularity and were aghast at the cruelty. But, you stayed till the end and the end was always the same.On 5 September 1976 at the insistence of and arrangement by Sinatra the two men: Martin and Lewis finally buried.