In the 3rd millenium of the callendar of the Machine Church a great darkness had fallen over the land. Evil Monkey Lord's minions roamed the streets forcing the women to hide their beauty in shrouds of styrofoam. The birds themselves sang corporate jingles, grey was the rainbow, thin was the beat. There was no wikki-wikki in the booom-BAP and no bwidddaDA-whoooMMMP in the whoMP-WHump.

Then a great light shone in the skies above BK and from it a great throbbing b-line of mutant fuNK was heard. A vast staircase contructed of gas mask wearing orange teddy bears with pink polka dots lowered to the ground and upon it a legion of heavenly booty unlike the world had ever seen decended into the peoples midst.

Thus came to us the Mistresses of FREEK:
Sequoia - the Creatrix
Tiggrrr - the Fearless
Chelsea - the Mighty
Lucidity - the Wise
Sefirah - the Flame of Heaven
Laylah - who's nose and ears are SO cute you could rend your best shirt into little tiny pieces just thinking about it

...and a host of others each as wonderous. The honeyz wuz dime, the booty wuz fine and the Godddess smiled once more upon the land and it's people.