The Loft Nightclub has a special treat for you, and it’s gonna be all over the dance floor. One word, four letters, starts with “f”; the next letter is a vowel, and the last letter is a consonant.
F-O-A-M!
Bet you thought from Bobble Tiki’s clues it was going to be an Anglo-Saxon word for fornication, huh?  But trust him, foam is even better than that other word, since while that other word can imply fornication it can also be a curse uttered out of anger or disappointment.  Foam, on the other hand, always produces good feelings! Unless it’s in a glass of beer and you got cheated out of extra beer.
The Loft will pump out the foam tonight on the scantily-clad Loft patrons.  You see, the ladies who dance at The Loft usually wear cocktail napkins for outfits.  Tonight, they’ll wear even less.    
When the clock strikes 10 â€" that’s 22 to the fellow-Euro-trashers, ha, kidding again, Euro-partiers â€" this dance floor will be inundated with 50,000 cubic feet of medium-grade-density rainbow foam for your grinding pleasure while DJs spin their magic.  No dress code either.  And remember â€" what happens in the foam stays in the foam!  Tonight, doors at 9 p.m., The Loft, 2106 Pacific Ave., downtown Tacoma, (253) 227-2582. â€" Bobble Tiki