Remember how we were all going to live in Maharaji's divine city, where the toothbrushes would contain the toothpaste (according to Bal Baghwan Ji), and there would be four sections applicable to the four major world religions?  How about a party on that theme?

We would all eat yogurt and cream cheese sandwiches with sprouts, along with lots of nuts and dried fruit and people would come to the city and beg us premies to give them satsang. There would be no locks, no crime and we'd all walk around in Earth Shoes (until our backs disintegrated), sleep on foam mats, and where yoga clothes morning and night.  There would be no chairs (except for Maharaji's chair of course).

Of course the bathrooms would smell like something died in them, and there would be no sex (at least acknowledged),  cirgarettes or alcohol, but lots of flatulence, and we would have our own ghee factory.