And now, as Rock planned the next skirmish in his most sacred and private crusade against the unholy New England Mafia, 73 men, all dues-paying members of the conventioneering North American Alliance For Explorative Computer Ideology (NAAECI) were feasting their pop eyes on an extravaganza of debauchery, so wanton, so bawdy, so vulgar, obscene, perverse, corrupt and depraved that the riotous and licentious carryings-on of the sex circus on the wide stage was embarrassing to even Nick Kang’s wife who produced and directed the wicked spectacle.
Quite close by and puncturing the ear drums of all assembled, came an excructiating, reverberating blast! As if pandemonium meant a cage of angry lions and famished jungle panthers sprung lose (sic), the above described participants were literally lifted out of their seats and some flung bodily across the table they surrounded. A second ferocious, even colossal explosion followed the first. Men were lurching, staggering, pitching forward, gasping for air, tipping over and rolling on the carpeted floor. All the lights blew out. The brute force of the second bellowing detonation sounded like two thousand tons of TNT earthquaking in a vacuum!
Rock hit the man with a large __________(noun), after which his nose ___________(verb). Seeing four other Mafia hit men approaching, Rock fed his _____________(weapon) with lots of ____________(pl. noun). The men died a _____________(adjective) death. Rock smiled a(n) __________________(adjective) smile.