All right, boys, you've been complaining about all the beefcake cluttering up this rag, you've been bemoaning the lack of female type meatrackjobbery! So we took your complaints to bosom! Presenting, in the first of many CREEM installments: the Runaways, of South Cal. The on/y teenage poozwax rock'n'roll {real rock *n' roll) band alive who can kick your ass to boot! So on your marks (you marks), get set— SLURP.