Starting in the summer of 1992, Ulysses Portnoy, the Founder of the Party Party, threw the first ever Rave in Central Europe. In Unseeing Eye Park, the largest open park in the twin cities of Bog-Piet, the Doyslovnan Rave attracted thousands of people fr om hundreds of countries, all of whom came for the fresh techno beat, and the open market policy of Doyslovna.

Every year, the Doyslovnan Rave has gotten bigger and bigger, until now it is the biggest and best outdoor party in the world. Brazilians study the Doyslovnan Rave to make Carnival more rocking. The Mayor of New Orleans saw the Doyslovnan Rave one yer, and he was so depressed, he almost canceled Mardi Gras.

This year, the Party Party plans to launch their plan to put Doyslovna on the map.

Why do we think this will be the economic future of Doyslovna?

Flash this: Ulysses has cousins in Chicago who send him the newest beat every week. Uly travels all over Europe to find the best that this continent throws down, too. That alone would be enough to make the Permanent Rave the best Rave any former Commun ist country had ever seen, but in Doyslovna, there's a lot more to dig.

The Party Party knows what people all over the world want, and that's the finest in American entertainment. The thing is, we didn't want to waste out money on some band that was going to go out of style ten minutes after we signed the contract for the ki ckoff bash. And nobody from Baywatch was interested.

We were all sitting arounf Uly's basment, dropping acid, and suddenly Spingo McTruglio sits up from his puddle of puke and yells, "The Kennedys! The Kennedys!"

After we got his stomach pumped out at Bog-Piet General Hospital, he explained what he meant. We have satellite dishes, and by watching MTV, CNN and CSPAN, we figured out that Spingo was right. It's clear to us that the heart of American culture is

It doesn't matter if it's JFK, or Jackie O, or Teddy, or John, Jr., Kennedy the VJ, or even the Dead Kennedys.

The Party Party plans to have every single Kennedy we can find at the opening of the Permanent Rave. We have sent them free hats (see our artist's conception), and we're pretty sure they will come. Though nobody's confirmed yet.

Wait until you hear the icing on the cake!

The one thing that the Ruling Party did right once they took over using their new name was to make Doyslovna a totally free market. If you want to buy it, somebody in Doyslovna wants to sell it to you.

And that goes for the best in designer drugs, too. Ecstasy is not only legal in Doyslovna, it's cheaper than any Californian could sell it to you. The Party Party has set up storefronts with any liquid, pill, or powder anyone could want.

Opium, smack?

We got it. Fresh from Turkey and the Far East.

Pot, hashish?

Stick it in your pipe and smoke it.

If you have the cash, we have the hash.

Cocaine, speed, bennies, downers?

If you've got the mood, we can give you something to alter it.

LSD, mushrooms?

In Doyslovna, your trip never has to end.

That's the whole real deal. The Party Party's economic plan. Once the Permanent Rave kicks off, with the help of all Kennedys who come and help out, it will become THE major tourist attraction in Central Europe, maybe in all of Europe. Soon, we will ha ve hard currency beyond the Ruling Party's wildest wet dream fantasies.

But we're counting on you to help make this happen! Everyone who loves to party, plan on being in Doyslovna, in the Summer of 1995. It will make Woodstock look like a wet burrito fart.

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