There are good
and bad ideas, and then there are ideas that would be good if only you could get people to
embrace them.
The most recent idea is a Genoa City ordinance mandating that all elitist teenagers wear
protective helmets for a myriad of everyday activities. In particular, for working
feverishly to put off going to college until their friends and friends of their friends
are back on track in every way. Obviously, failure to have such a law has resulted in
serious head injuries. Unfortunately, there have been no deaths yet.
On its face, it's a great idea -- protecting teens from harm always is. But then you hit
the streets, and the nut of the issue gets away from you quicker than a runaway
skateboard.
At the center of the issue are the nebbish Glow Worms.
Disbanded this summer like a belly up dot.com company, some of the worms continue wiggling
around without direction doing their utmost best to avoid crawling off to college where
some of them should have been years ago.
Brittany Hodges is one such worm. She manipulates, ostracizes, alienates and screws a boy
from the wrong side of the tracks and then wrecks her fancy sports car with the boy
inside. Now she won't go to college because she's convinced the boy needs her.
Raul Guittierez, chronologically old enough to know marriage at his age is wrong for so
many reasons, enjoys playing the boy in love. He may even be thinking of becoming a
professional hospital patient because of all the sympathy it gets him.
Also without direction is former worm Mac Browning who refuses to go to college until
she's sure Guittierez can get along without her.
These members of the in-crowd rule the local coffee shop with Byzantine codes of conduct
that regulate everything from the right sweater to wear, to the appropriate boy to have a
crush on. Girls who transgress are sent to a social Siberia, shut out from the lunch
table, unable to find a partner for group projects.
Not wanting to end up like the Nate Hastings of the city, 14-year-old Colleen Carlton has
taken up with a boy, also a former worm, who claims to be attending Genoa City University
but has never been seen in class thanks to the school's no-nonsense "loose"
schedule.
Old enough to know better, J.T. Hellstrom is anxious to teach Carlton all about sex 101.
Girls his own age treat him like a leper and Hellstrom forgoes time with the
"guys" in exchange for poetry readings with Carlton now being professed at the
Newman coffee house by day, club for all ages by night.
Such is the cruel, Machiavellian world of teenagers with time and money to burn. These
kids just wanna have fun - and sex. To hear Hellstrom tell it, Carlton may be a kid but
she's definitely a woman. And what woman Carlton's age doesn't want a baby? Maybe two!
She's looking forward to walking around for eight months at a time with her belly sticking
out, having cramps, puking into the toilet and driving to the doctor in the new Honda.
Kids like Carlton, Hellstrom, Hodges, Browning and Guittierez defy the stereotypical
student who understand the importance of getting into and staying in college. These elite
kids know that an education is just something designed by the establishment to keep them
off the street. In the event a job requiring a degree is needed, they pop into Genoa
City's four-year college night school for a week. If that's too much trouble a call to
someone who knows someone will land them high-paying jobs in tall offices buildings
complete with power and personal secretaries.
Female role models like Grace Turner and Sharon Collins foretell the outcome of the up and
coming young women soon to be liberated from the tyranny as Nick Newman portrays the soon
to be successful young men.
These kids could do everyone a favor and dump the in search of an education guise. They're
not fooling anyone except themselves.
September
23, 2002
School daze
by Michael
Kelly
Determined
to pry their pampered, privileged, debutante daughter from the bedside of the battered and
bruised low rent, Latino insulin boy she nearly crippled, self made, elitist snobs Fred
and Anita Hodges visited Raul Guittierez at the Center 4 Disease to convince him to tell
the poor little rich girl to abandon him in favor of the pursuit of higher learning.
Because they have inept legal representation, the Hodge's, who ridiculously believe the
diabetic's family could sue their rich hides, tried their damndest to be civil to the
surly nerd.
Fred Hodges mentioned that he heard Raul had regained feeling in his legs, and pretended
to be pleased as punch about it.
A grumbling Guittierez, perhaps under the absurd assumption he can bleed the barracudas
dry, was quick to correct the tycoon. He has feeling only in his feet.
But later, the boob begrudgingly admitted Dr. Walker Texas Ranger felt he'd make further
progress.
With that settled, the couple got to the point. It's come to their attention daughter
Brittany has put off attending college in order to play Florence Nightingale for him.
Could "Rahool" find it in his heart to inform her that she's under no"
obligation" to postpone her education for his sake?
Guittierez laid it on the line. He already told Hodges to get her carcass to college and
not hang around on his account.
But if Britt won't budge that's not his problem. In fact, she's the one responsible for
landing him in the quack factory in the first place.
Getting the skank to go to school is their problem.
Before she entered Raul's room at the C4D, Britt encountered Dr. Walker Texas Ranger in
the corridor and pestered him for the latest dope on the diabetic, who she wants to see
"completely better."
Treating her like a maggot stuck to his shoe, Walker wheezed that she should allow him and
his fellow hacks to worry about Guittierez's condition.
Assaulting the girl with a barrage of high minded psycho-babble, the dreary doc declared
Hodges needs to do "some serious soul searching" to learn why she dared to drive
drunk.
The lugubrious lecture ended with the wannabe Freud droning that Britt's psyche and moral
fiber needs to be repaired as badly as the diabetic boy's injuries.
On that note, Walker claimed to be busy and excused himself.
Not discouraged by the verbal thrashing, Hodges ambled into Guittierez's room, found her
parents already there, and uttered an oh so unexpected, "What are you two doing
here?"
Upon learning her parents pressured the bed ridden retch to cut her loose to attend
college, Britt babbled that the idea to remain at Raul's side was hers.
Once again, the goof groaned that she should go.
When Anita Hodges simpered how sweet it was that the insulin case cares enough about her
daughter to think of what's best for her future, ragin' Raul growled, "Don't suck up
to me, lady. I didn't do it for you!"
But Britt couldn't be convinced. She's staying put in Genoa City and won't give college
another thought until the laid up louse makes a full recovery.
No doubt Hodges would enthusiastically approve of fellow Glow Worm and former nemesis Mac
Browning's decision to do the same. Screw school until the malingering mutt with the
smashed up mug rouses from his cushy C4D cot.
How ironic it is that after all the gassing off these teen twits did about their damn
college entrance essays, and their quest to be accepted by the university of their choice,
only illiterate, platinum haired, slacker supreme J.T. Hellstrom is the only Glow Worm
with his ass in class!
Bumbling Billy Abbott is pounding nails into his digits in West Nile virus country, and
his girlfriends past and present are mooning over an oaf perfectly capable of standing on
his own too flat feet.
And what of delinquent graffiti terrorist with the toucan's beak, Lily Winters?
She may be only 14, but shouldn't her over-the-hill, mis-moussed, Parisian fashion plate
mama Dru get her king sized keister in gear and register her smart mouthed, hard to handle
daughter at Walnut Grove Academy?
Now that the decision to remain in Genoa City has been made, it would seem only logical
for Mrs. Winters to see that the misbehaving, bored brat receives much needed structure
and educational sustenance.
Then again, considering Walnut Grove's infamous lack of scholastic standards, where
students roam the halls all day yacking on cell phones, swapping spit with insignificant
others, and scoring dope, perhaps Winters would be better off being tutored in a crack
house!
When notoriously knuckle-headed gnome Nate "Little Big Man" Hastings supposedly
scores a superb 98% on a science test, something within WGA is seriously amiss.
Strange brew
By Brent
Kellogg
July 24, 2002
Genoa City
Police continue to deny there is any hanky-panky going on inside this city's only known
restaurant with a fully operational brothel above the glitzy dinning tables and dance
floor below.
Dubbed the new Long Branch, the Lodge Restaurant has long been considered one of the finer
eateries catering to the upper class. But lately, poor teenagers have been seen
patronizing the joint leading right wing conservative groups to renew their complaints
that the converted restaurant violates a number of city ordinances, contributes to moral
delinquency and should be shut down.
Charges of young Laotian women allegedly forced to work as prostitutes at the Lodge
brothel have been unfounded. Welfare officials could not confirm that the mother of one of
the women has complained her daughter had been lured into prostitution by the Lodge.
The brothel was first discovered about two years ago when socialite Ashley Abbott took the
man thought to be the biological father of her baby to the restaurant and subsequently had
sex with the man in one of the rooms upstairs.
Restaurant management did not deny that it operates a brothel and allows teenagers to rent
rooms so long as the teens provide proper identification and have lots of cash.
"If sex sells, now's a good time to flog it. I hear they're thinking about going
public and becoming Genoa City's largest brothel," said a Lodge employee who asked
not to be identified.
July 15, 2002
Strange brew
by Michael
Kelly
The burgeoning love match developing between Glow Worm geeks and Walnut Grove Academy's
graduating three time senior students Raul Guittierez and Brittany Hodges hit some rough
terrain on Monday after Hodges huffed that if Raul wasn't willing to knock back a brew on
a regular basis, it might signal the end of their relationship!
While attending a taboo keg party in Gary Coleman's Park, Guittierez began feeling light
headed after reluctantly imbibing a beer that Britt badgered him into drinking.
The unsteady insulin boy staggered over to the skinny teen wench with buck teeth and
frizzy hair, and begged her for a sugar laced soda.
Thinking Guittierez is a kill-joy and a nerd, she sneered that he shouldn't want pop when
there's "all this beer around."
When Raul politely informed the shrew that he needed a sugar rush, the ditz did as she was
told and fetched the fizzy stuff.
After a few sips, the diabetic felt like a new man, and he took a short stroll with Hodges
without letting her know about his brief bout of low blood sugar.
As soon as they returned to the underage beer bash, the Glow Worms found that their
plastered pals had taken a powder. Unbeknownst to the lovebirds, the keg-heads had heard
the Keystone Kops were on their way to bust the suds social.
Abandoned in Gary Coleman's Park because their ride had left them in the lurch, Raul and
Britt couldn't bear the thought of waiting for a bus, or calling a cab.
Luckily, Raul's big brother, manure scooper and busboy Diego Guittierez, was willing to
cut his high society barbecue with the Newman family short to chauffeur the teens to his
employers' Java Hut.
Diego was willing to wait around and chew the fat with Victoria Newman while the wiggling
Worms chatted about their relationship in a remote corner.
Guittierez groused that partying and drinking just wasn't for him, but he continued to
conceal from Hodges the truth about his crummy health at the kegger. However, he did
remind her that he's an insulin boy.
Britt barked that diabetics can drink alcohol, too. They just have to be
"careful". There's nothing wrong with Raul getting the occasional beer
"buzz."
Raul reiterated that he'd prefer not to, and Hodges turned haughty. For her, hanging with
friends and getting loaded is a "lifestyle."
Furthermore, she's sick and tired of him trying to "change her" into "Miss
Perfect." Before she knows it, Guittierez will want her to go to church! Heaven
forbid.
If Mr. Straight Arrow isn't willing to be her beer buddy and party animal, it may just be
a "deal breaker" where their couple-dom is concerned! She couldn't stand the
idea of him "looking down" on her every time she takes a drink.
More puzzled than peeved, Raul joked that the only time he literally looked down on her is
during their torrid tryst at Tainted Town Lake!
Trying to convince brittle Britt that opposites attract, Guittierez claimed that like the
Billy Joel song says, he loves her just the way she is. All that matters to him is that
they're together. Raul's never been happier than he's been with her.
Like an iceberg that finally thawed, Britt reluctantly burped that she feels the same way
about him, and another earth shattering teen trauma was averted.
Any hope Guittierez had that Hodges would turn into a decent human being should have been
permanently dashed after her despicable display of ignorance and intolerance.
Even if Raul weren't a diabetic, what right does Britt have to dictate whether or not he
drinks? To consider ending a relationship over something as trivial as a brew only proves
that the shallow skank is too immature and selfish to have one.
One can only shudder to think of how Hodges would react to interracial relationships, or a
married couple that has different religious and political affiliations!
Guittierez should consider it a "deal breaker" that Britt is a controlling bitch
who has banged every guy in school.
Unfortunately, it's extremely unlikely that Raul has the balls to tell this stupid whore
to shut her trap and put a cork in her hole. The recently deflowered diabetic loves
getting laid on a regular basis far too much to develop high standards about who he
screws.
July 11, 2002
Glowtique
opens!
The Jabot Cosmetics main lobby was crawling Wednesday with greasy skinned Glow
Worms as the unofficial grand opening of the Glowtique got underway.
His first day on the job as Jabot's newest webmaster, "Gabby
Gabe" made last minute camera adjustments with the help of former pot smoker and
underage teen with no experience in electronics, Colleen Carlton.
The Glowtique opening will be "broadcast" live over the Internet
in an awareness campaign to attract teens and pedophiles to Jabot's mini-line of Cosmetics
and what amounts to other assorted junk.
June 25, 2002
Prom panache and trash
by Michael Kelly
Since selected moments from Walnut Grove Academy's senior prom would be broadcast on
the internet as a promotional tie-in for Jabot Cosmetics' annual Glow Worm summer
campaign, the festivities took on added relevance for the teens in attendance.
As a result, you'd think everyone present would look their absolute best. Sadly, that
wasn't true of some individuals, who looked like they must have dressed in the dark. To
find out who was fashion forward, and who should be ashamed of their ghastly getups, read
on.
The Best Dressed
Larry "The Wartman" Warton: The Jabot janitor, who escorted WGA hash slinger and
prom chaperone Amanda Hunnicutt, proved that the classic tux will never go out of style.
This blue collar guy looked quite comfortable in formal wear.
Mackenzie Browning: Who would have thought that a gown made out of denim would look so
stylish? Who would have thought that Browning, nicknamed Ferret Face by her classmates,
would look decent in anything.
The graduating senior, who announced she'd be a Glow Worm again this summer, has never
looked better in her life. What a shame that the dress was torn while Browning broke up a
shrieking cat-fight involving her grandmother, Genoa City grande dame Katherine
Chancellor, and Jabot exec Jill Abbott.
Danielle "Danny Girl" Jorgenson: Danny Girl, wearing a ravishingly ripe red
dress, wisely took the focus away from her ugly face and put it toward her most fabulous
feature, which would be her heavenly heaving, huge hooters!
Rianna Miner: It takes a sexy, confident young woman to wear a retro, tye-dyed frock, but
Miner made it work. The green, blue, and lavender, low-cut creation hugged her curves in
all the right places.
Miner's escort and former boyfriend Raul Guittierez has got to be blind, deaf, and dumb to
have ditched her at the prom in favor of classmate Brittany Hodges.
The Worst Dressed
Amanda Hunnicutt: This multi-colored, flowery frock was a hippie-chick nightmare. If
Hunnicutt set out to embarrass herself, she superbly succeeded.
To think that Fenmore Department Store diva Lauren Fenmore allowed the hash slinger to
have any dress she wanted without paying a cent! For looking a gift horse in the mouth,
Amanda has proven that all of her taste is in her mouth!
Billy Abbott: The Glow geek looked like a country bumpkin in that much too long tuxedo
jacket. All that was missing was one of those string bean ties and a cowboy hat for this
stammering, pizza faced freak to look right at home as a Hee Haw hick.
Colleen Carlton: Though Carlton looked like the only traditionally dressed and age
appropriate teen at the event, her gown, with its frilly full skirt looked like it
belonged on Glinda The Good Witch. Perhaps the former dope smoker should follow the yellow
brick road.
J.T. Hellstrom: The only thing anyone noticed about this kid was his hair. It's more
yellow in color than a dozen baby chicks. As for the spiky style, it appears the bleached
blonde bozo was struck by lightning.
No wonder Hellstrom, who hoped to screw fellow Glow Worm Brittany Hodges out at Tainted
Town Lake in the Spider Man sleeping bag borrowed from his buddy Brandon Buck-Teeth, was
kicked to the curb.
Sean Bridges: Exiting Glow Worm web wizard Bridges, in his burgundy snake skin suit and
open black shirt, looked like a 1970's pimp. He bragged to many male teens at the event
that he was wearing a pink thong underneath his zoot suit. Find a street corner, pervert!
So-So Dressed
Raul Guittierez: The prom king would have looked better in a traditional tux. The
monochromatic, all black look hasn't been hip since Regis Philbin wore it in 2000.
Brittany Hodges: With her silver sequined gown and pinned up hair, prom queen Hodges
looked more like a matronly 1980's Miss America pageant contestant. That's not a
compliment!
Katherine Chancellor: Her black suit, worn with the black striped white jacket, had a
slightly cartoonist appearance. She looked like Cruella De Ville wearing a zebra coat! And
where were the jewels, Duchess?
Certainly one of her infamous diamond necklaces would have looked better around her
wrinkled neck than the Mardi Gras beads nemesis Jill Abbott attempted to strangle her
with!
May 13,
2002
Much ado about
nothing
by Michael Kelly
Even before the curtain rose on Walnut Grove School For All Ages' production
of Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing, it was clear there were far more
misunderstandings, unrequited love, and intrigue backstage than the Bard himself could
shake a quill at.
Genoa City's first African American teenager, Erica The Clipboard Carrier, was in a tizzy.
"I just know this play's gonna suck. The dress rehearsal was too smooth."
Leading man J.T. Hellstrom was more concerned with getting some six-packs for his
"unofficial" cast party than performing in the stupid play. He informed leading
lady Brittany Hodges that he was going to drive out to Route 83, a rural red light
district.
"Hey, Britt. There's a convenience store outside of town run by a guy named Pradeep
who looks a hell of a lot like bin Laden. He lets teens buy beer without an I.D."
Hodges chided Hellstrom for running out so close to show time. Hellstrom winked that he
knew she was eagerly anticipating a private post-play party of her own with tech crew nerd
Raul Guittierez. J.T. heckled that he didn't think Raul could score with Hodges out at
Toxic Waste Town Lake if his life depended on it. Hodges thought Hellstrom was just
jealous.
"J.T. you haven't scored with the babes in months. Maybe it has something to do with
your thimble sized tool. I ought to know. The two minutes I spent with you in the
poolhouse was the worst lay I ever had. Except for Billy, of course."
His male ego wounded, Hellstrom hit the open road.
WGA cafeteria hash slinger Amanda Hunnicutt played seamstress backstage rather than dish
out mystery meat on the chow line. She tried to mend the costume, and soothe the stage
fright of former dope smoker Colleen Carlton, who kept screaming, "I cant dance.
Don't ask me!"
Hunnicutt suddenly received a call from her blackmailing bastard ex-husband Ralph. He
threatened that if Hunnicutt didn't get her sorry ass to the nearby park in 5 minutes to
talk to him, there'd be hell to pay. The weak willed woman agreed.
When she arrived, Ralphie Boy wasted no time getting to the point.
"I want you to case Casa Chancellor for me. I got the word case from watching old
Bogie movies on TV. Pretty cool, huh? Anyway, the old bag must have a safe, or at least a
treasure chest full of trinkets. If you don't help me get the loot, your ferret faced
daughter will hear the tape."
Amanda tried to refuse, saying, "Mrs. Chancellor's been so kind. She's allowed me to
stay at the Worthless Miracle homeless shelter rather than force me to leave Genoa City. I
can't bear the thought of hurting her."
However, it was a threat Mrs. Hunnicutt was far too timid to ignore. She reluctantly
agreed to cooperate.
After returning to WGA, the woman was more skittish than a long tailed cat in a room full
of rocking chairs. When her boyfriend Larry "The Wartman" Warton tried to
surprise Hunnicutt with a freshly plucked bouquet of weeds, her eyes rolled back in her
head and the woman collapsed cold.
There were even bigger problems with the play itself. J.T. wasn't back with the brew, and
the show had to go on. Raul was recruited to play Benedict to Brittany's Beatrice.
Luckily, he knew the play like the back of his hand after running lines with Hodges. Raul
ran backstage to slip into Hellstrom's costume despite the fact that pint sized Guittierez
is a foot shorter than Hellstrom.
Fortunately, Guittierez was a natural. During intermission, Hodges feared that her own
star was being eclipsed from by his. Nah. Raul told her he wouldn't be worth a damn
without his real life Beatrice by his side. With that, they swapped serious spit.
During the lip lock, the estranged Billy Abbott and Mackenzie Browning could only eye the
twosome with longing. Billy wanted to tell Mac something about teen mattress Danny Girl
Jorgenson. Could he be about to inform the teen terrorist that he never slept with the
stinking slut? Unfortunately, Mac was called away before he could say a word.
Star crossed lovers, blackmail, juvenile delinquency, and young love in bloom. Certainly,
these scintillating scenarios easily surpass anything that the Shakespeare hack ever came
up with.
April
16, 2002
Summer worm scourge unavoidable?
by
Michael Kelly
Jabot
Cosmetics web master of destruction Sean Bridges made further plans on Tuesday to
resurrect the teen terror campaign of pain known as The Glow Worms.
Bridges dropped into the Java Hut with confirmed Glow Worms Raul Guittierez, Brittany
Hodges, and J.T. Hellstrom when he encountered Jabot founder Yawn Abbott and his
granddaughter Colleen Carlton. Bridges told Yawn that they need another girl to pair with
Abbott's son Billy, a veteran Glow Worm. Hellstrom piped up that Billy's new gal pal Danny
Girl "Ho" Jorgenson would be ideal.
Yawn was shocked! This was the first he'd heard about his youngest son being involved in
another teen fling. Actually, it was also the first time Yawn had heard a word about the
Glow Worm campaign resuming this year!
Jabot CEO Jack Abbott hasn't been consulted either! Perhaps Jacko's too busy obsessing
over the custody battle he's fighting with sperm thief Diane Jenkins over his recently
discovered son, Baby K "Stinky" Jenkins.
Colleen Carlton asked Grandpa Yawn if she could be a Glow Worm this year. Yawn told the
former dope smoker that, as a 15 year old, she was simply too young to sulk by a swimming
hole with other teens and hawk cosmetics. Carlton handled the deep disappointment like a
champ when she was permitted to be a Glow gofer! She'd have the enviable task of passing
out cheap Glowtique visors and Jabot suntan oil to the web celebs.
The tap dancer was still on a natural high after learning she'd be hoofing it in Walnut
Grove Academy's production of Much Ado About Nothing. Ironically enough, that would be an
appropriate name for the annual Glow Worm debacle.
A Walnut Grove student known only as Erica also expressed interest in becoming a Glow By
Jabot "kid." As an African American, Erica would provide the very white washed
world of the Glow Worms with some much needed and very refreshing ethnic diversity.
Unfortunately, Erica isn't really a part of the Glow kid clique. Another strike against
her is the fact that she looks 25 if she's a day. Then again, Guittierez, Hodges, and
Hellstrom don't look like spring chickens either. Erica will probably have to settle for
carrying a clip board around backstage at WGA.
It's highly unlikely that another summer season spent watching sniping, overgrown, zit
covered, humdrum teens bake in the sun would benefit Jabot's teen target clientele or the
company's bottom line.
Just last year, Jack Abbott expressed dismay that watching the fumbles and foibles of the
Glow Worms on the internet would turn the world's teen population into shameless
"voyeurs."
If only Abbott were right! In the past two summers, all that anyone can remember of these
slimy slugs is Hodges pulling her swimsuit panties out of the crack in her backside. Oh,
and her cleavage wasn't bad either.
The most fascinating chapter of the Glow saga occurred in 2000, when Hodges used Sominex
to simulate a sex scene with a zonked out Billy Abbott. That moment was caught on camera,
but never aired anywhere! So much for teen titillation. No wonder Glow Worm profits are
down, and the Glowtique is usually empty.
If there's one bright spot concerning this year's upcoming shining Glow show, it's the
fact that morose Mackenzie Browning will reportedly not take part this year. The former
Glow geek would rather not have to glower at former boyfriend Billy now that she thinks
he's diddling Danny Girl. Let's be grateful we won't have to see Browning's pasty,
skeletal frame try to fill out a bikini!
April 15
Worm containment
Hope that
another round of summertime blues would be avoided this year faded Monday when Jabot
Cosmetics webmaster Sean Bridges was seen recruiting school students willing to expose
themselves as Glow Worms.
Careful
to point out that no decision has been made to reinstate the Glow by Jabot teen campaign,
Bridges was anxious to sign Brittany Hodges and Raul Guittierez. Late word has J.T.
Hellstrom joining the cast as well.
April 9
Worms will glow!
Contrary to
a previous story, the GCN has learned the Jabot Cosmetics Glow Worms web site may be
resurrected after all! Jabot webmaster Sean Bridges has reportedly begun a talent search
for local teenagers willing to pick at their butts and spread suntan lotion on zit
infested bodies. Contenders include DannyGirl Jorgenson and J.T. Hellstrom. Former Worms
Mackenzie Browning and Billy Abbott will not return.
April 8, 2002
Lights out for Glow Worms?
by Brent Kellogg
With any luck Genoa City has seen the last of those annoying Jabot Cosmetics product
whores known as the Glow Worms.
The brain child of Jabot co-owner Jill Abbott, 'Glow by Jabot' debuted during the
summer of 2000. To coincide with
the event web site designer Phyllis Summers launched the Glow Worms web site.
Jabot CEO Jack
Abbott was totally supportive of the project too.
"Getting the site on-line
was a high priority for us," Abbott said of the company's need to promote the Glow
summer line of products. In fact, Abbott said at the time he couldn't think of a better
advertising campaign.
For months the web site promoted
streaming video and a chat room for customers who had become infatuated with the Worms.
Firing up their web browsers, customers watched for hours as Walnut Grove Academy students
Billy Abbott and Brittany Hodges in
particular lounged at the Abbott pool/web site control.
The teens were frequently seen
dabbing greasy sun tan oil on one another and pulling cheesy swim suits parts out from
their butt cracks. As the summer dragged the emphasis became focused more on Hodges rear
end and her deep sexual moaning and eye fluttering at Abbott.
In time, teenager J.T.
Hellstrom
joined the crowd and was frequently seen hanging at the pool with a flask stuck in his
pocket from which he took an occasional drink. Before the project ended teen Raul
Guittierez would be found near death from diabetic shock and Hodges faked sex with Abbott.
Pleased with the bottom line, Jack
Abbott voiced concern that America had become, "A nation of voyeurs" and shut
the site down.
The gigantic
web cast culminated with the selection of four 'winners' of a chat room contest who were
flown into Genoa City from as far away as Hawaii. At a moments notice, the winners were
announced, airline reservations made during the busy holiday season and all arrived in
Genoa City at the same time only to disappear hours later.
The web site found another life during the summer of 2001 with a special added
attraction known as the Glowtique. Looking more like a cheap bar lounge or a badly
organized garage sale, the Glow by Jabot boutique was located in the busy Jabot lobby. On
opening day a crowd had gathered outside hours before doors opened. Shoppers eagerly
awaited to snatch up the sparse goods. A guard stood by to control how many patrons would
be allowed inside the store at one time.
During times when the Glowtigue was closed, persons like Jill Abbott and her boy toy
Sean Bridges had sex behind the counter.
When September rolled around both the Glow website and the Glowtigue were shut down.
It was hoped Jabot executives had learned their lesson but recently rumors began
swirling that the Glow Worms would be back for another year.
This week however, new Jabot webmaster Sean Bridges indicated that if the website
returns it will be without the Glow Worms. In agreement, Jill Abbott stated "Our
teens are a mess" and confirmed customers will not purchase cosmetic products from
the old worms.
"We need to change our focus. We should go for a mature audience only,"
Bridges suggested.
Unfortunately, Bridges has alluded that he and his mother, er, lover, Jill Abbott will
be the stars this year.
Wednesday, 12.05.01 Was it good or was it rape?
Recalling the
first time he all but forced himself on fellow student Rianna Miner, Walnut Groove Academy
student J.T. Hellstrom went back for more Wednesday.
Reflecting on
the rough sex, Hellstrom admitted to Miner, "I was such a sleaze. I didn’t mean
to hurt you."
In an amazing
display of a twisted mind, Hellstrom turned around and asked the poor girl, "Was it
good for you?"
Under normal
conditions such a question would be absurd. How could near rape be a good thing? What
would make Hellstrom think she enjoyed it?
As it turned
out the point was moot because Miner has put the past behind her and moved on.
"I’m different now" and so is Hellstrom according to Miner who, by the way
she's dressing, seems anxious to give Hellstrom another chance because he has promised,
"I won’t hurt you this time and you [Miner] can call the shots.
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