Push past yards of satin and mountains of sequins, miles of feathery boas and a few scantily clad mannequins and you'll find Quasimodo, Darth Vader and an ugly guy with the world's longest tongue.
These three personas non grata never had it so good. They're surrounded by saloon girls in lacy splendor and a sexy go-go dancer. "Doo-doo Head," who resembles the fly-covered piles on people's lawns, also is nearby.
