The opening act, after ringmaster Hal's dramatic intro patter, was Attaboy spouting his insane spazzy rap-like poetry, while Molotov Malcontent and David Apocalypse demonstrated fire-eating, self-lighting psuedo-immolations and general anti-fire-safety foolhardiness. (This team was the "NAKED FIRE BABES" advertised in Chicken's p.r. None were naked and they were just two skinny guys. AHAHAHAHA!!)