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By David Goodman

Nov. 5, 1999

Dear Button,

If I challenged you to a contest to pick the most disparate group of seven people to sit around a table at a Jerry's Famous Deli, do you think you could beat me? Go ahead, think ...

OK, now here's my list: ubiquitous porn star Ron Jeremy; Joey Buttafuoco; some unnamed white supremacist guy whose favorite line for the evening is "niggers is property"; his two polite, Southern belle daughters; Trey Parker and his Japanese friend Jun.

Do I win?

Anyway, the racist is saying that Hitler was right and we should kill all the Jews, while Ron laughs -- despite being Jewish. Then Ron tells the story of doing a sex scene with an 87-year-old woman (Nasty Granny or some such name). He tells Trey he'll send him a copy of the tape. Trey declines. The daughters meekly ask Jun where he is from. Ron tries to explain to Jun the story of Joey Buttafuoco and the Long Island Lolita. Jun does not understand what the fuck is wrong with America.

I still can't get my head around the forces of nature that made such a convention possible. But that's Los Angeles for you. The Jerry's meeting stemmed from a party at Hustler on Sunset, thrown by or for Lloyd Kaufman of Troma Pictures (which distributed Trey's student film, "Cannibal: The Musical"). It's a bust from the start, so Trey and Jun head up to the Rainbow Room, only to get nearly bowled over out in front of the Roxy by a throng of recently pepper-sprayed patrons.

The Rainbow Room holds little more promise. Although the place is packed, Trey's celeb status gets them ushered up to the VIP area. The VIP area, however, is equally packed and unpleasant. But before he can make a quick exit (Trey has an excellent nose for bad anima and we have on more than one occasion been informed that we left "just in time"), he finds himself judging a costume contest. After 15 minutes they were out on the street again, off to Jerry's.

Jun just moved here from Nagano and is living in the Bel-Air compound. He and Trey met at CU in Boulder and have been good friends ever since. He has had quite an eventful three weeks since arriving in the City of Angels.

His first big L.A. party was the Carrie Fisher/Penny Marshall birthday bash. Full A-list extravaganza. There he met Carrie and George Lucas and Jewel and saw a host of other celebrities, including Meg Ryan and Steve Martin and Mike Myers and Gillian Anderson and Kobe Bryant. Trey was, meanwhile, dousing his stomach with scotch to work up the courage to have this exchange:

George Lucas: I haven't seen your movie yet.
Trey Parker: I didn't see yours either, after everyone said, you know ... it sucked.

Exit George, stage right.

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