A Firesign Chat for Jul 19, 2012 [5 parts]

[Catherwood]

[part 1 of 5]
HTML version at
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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for July 19, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| cs steals in around 8:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 19, 2012 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Principalpoop falls out at 9:01 PM.
Principalpoop: bonsoir
cs: hi poop
Principalpoop: qui est toi cs? science de computer?
cs: figured i should use a new name for new computer
Principalpoop: no no no
Principalpoop: you confuse us, and that is not difficult
Principalpoop: how is it working? you are here, that is good
Principalpoop: it seems to have a lag... hehe
cs: i'm still using both but i do like this bigger screen
cs: it's so nice to have a machine that actually turns on and off easily and quickly
Principalpoop: the newest ones are much faster for that, i have heard
Principalpoop: my chat just reset...
cs: i still dont have japanese on it. doc has it for me in the mail
Principalpoop: that was easy with win xp, i don't know about other operating systems
Principalpoop: i was trying to read and write danish and xp let me do it with one click
cs: this is xp
cs: but for some reason i need to install it from the disc
Principalpoop: ahh ok
cs: it took a while to get keyboard and mouse operating.
Principalpoop: i recall searching for japanese pron, they have creative fetishes hehe
cs: the old monitor didnt recognize them. thankfully we had a spare monitor
Principalpoop: i had to stop, 10,000 boxes opening, nasty messages from norton security hehe
Principalpoop: huh, generally those are friendly to install, or you are a fish out of water...
cs: thankfully i had doc on the phone. he is doc technical after all
Principalpoop: sewing machines have a mouse shaped control box on the floor to start and stop the machine
Principalpoop: but the buttons were tall, for use with a shoe
cs: oh yes,my wife had one
Principalpoop: a joke to complain to the tech that the buttons are too short, straining your toes lol
Principalpoop: and the cup holder broke that comes out the front of the pc lol
cs: daughter used to like to make clothes
Principalpoop: like any hobby, enjoyable way to spend time, if you like that...
cs: like this chat
Principalpoop: quite
Principalpoop: my last motherboard failed, so I just moved my hard drive to the new pc, so much easier
Principalpoop: than deciding what to transfer
cs: i have a portable hd so i put the files i wanted on it before i got the new pc
Principalpoop: ahh ok, nice
Principalpoop: i will have to study pcs again before I buy a new one, they have new magnetic hard drives or something
Principalpoop: very very fast..
cs: this is fast enough for me
Principalpoop: i do genealogy and have a humongous database, poor xp is crawling
||||||||| Catherwood ushers no_anchovies inside, makes a note of the time (9:22 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Principalpoop: speaking of pizza
no_anchovies: 'sup?
cs: aha
cs: hi no
Principalpoop: good evening
no_anchovies: i guess you're the poop under the family tree?
Principalpoop: yeppers, fertilizer...
Principalpoop: i distantly related to thomas pynchon and winston churchill, that is super cool
no_anchovies: Barnes & Noble's having their 50%-off Criterion sale. just got a bunch o' stuff, including that Robert Downey set.
Principalpoop: 50 percent off, not bad at all
cs: you can be the crying of lot 50
no_anchovies: it's usually mid-July.
cs: bergman like churchil so much he wanted to name his daughter winston
Principalpoop: winston tastes good like a cigarette shoud. You want good English or good taste?
Principalpoop: should
no_anchovies: you can smoke 'em, or you can Salem.
cs: or i can burn their witches
Principalpoop: Are we allowed to talk about Mit Romneys sacred underwear?
cs: i already know more of him than i can tolerate
Principalpoop: he is rich, no doubt, and the richest support him...
no_anchovies: http://images1.dailykos.com/i/user/2722/TMW2012-07-11colorlowres.jpg
Principalpoop: that was good enough for george bush...
cs: tom t is brilliant
Principalpoop: the invisbile veil of the free market slipped a little at barclays with LIBOR
cs: will it merit more than a jon stewart joke?
Principalpoop: Mitt called me the other day, I did not stay on the line, but glad he wasted money on me...
no_anchovies: http://images1.dailykos.com/i/user/2722/TMW2012-06-20colorlowres.jpg
Principalpoop: lol he has reagan hair lol
no_anchovies: http://images1.dailykos.com/i/user/2722/TMW2012-07-18colorlowres.jpg
no_anchovies: guy's a genius. love that strip.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (9:42 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Hi guys
Principalpoop: hey fong, poor mitt hehe
Principalpoop: yes
cs: hey, its dex
no_anchovies: hey dax, dox, dix?
Dexter Fong: Hi Catm no, and poop
Principalpoop: i started a political discussion by asking if we are allowed to talk about romney's sacred underwear...
Dexter Fong: Is that the underwear with the buttons in the back?
Principalpoop: yes, long john type things
Dexter Fong: Dunno if any of you have seen the new HBO show, "The Newsroom", Aaron Sorkins (West Wing) new show but he is kicking the shit out of the Tea Baggers
cs: i saw the first episode on facebook. looked good
Principalpoop: who are the folks who refuse medicine and doctors to help them and their familes?
Principalpoop: the anti-goverment folks have the same mindset...
Dexter Fong: Cat: It *is* good
cs: i hope someone posts more epiisodes
Dexter Fong: Most of those tea baggers don't even realize that their whole movement is being financed by the Koch Brothers
cs: a friend with hbo was telling me about it last night. he's the guy who told meto watch the wire and breaking bad
Dexter Fong: Well, he certainly knows his tv
cs: i like west wing and sportsnight
Principalpoop: 60 minute shows are only 43 minutes now... or less
Dexter Fong: True but they cost more to make
no_anchovies: (black gold... Texas tea...)
Dexter Fong: Texas toast......challah bread

[Catherwood]

[part 2 of 5]
no_anchovies: Oy!
Principalpoop: I wanted to like the new Dallas, I could not stomach the commercials and jumps
Dexter Fong: Itralic eh?
Principalpoop: who you fonting?
Dexter Fong: Little Lord Font, Leroy!!
cs: leroy's not here
Dexter Fong: Neither is dave
Principalpoop: leroy was here
Dexter Fong: Man
cs: now its just the queen
Principalpoop: bbc america 2012 is fun
cs: is it supposed to be?
Principalpoop: yes, the guy from ahh boysden manor, something like that
Principalpoop: downtown, downton
cs: dont know it
Dexter Fong: Dontown Abbey?
Principalpoop: i guess that is it hehe
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: dementia is more fun when you have than being the caregiver hehe
no_anchovies: Catherwood, fetch Mitt Romney's shorts.
||||||||| Catherwood hands mitt romney's shorts.
Dexter Fong: What's with Romney's shorts??
no_anchovies: apparently, they're lucky?
Principalpoop: they are sacred
Principalpoop: holy shorts
Dexter Fong: I don't know the reference
Principalpoop: mormons must wear their holy underwear constantly
Dexter Fong: What is it that makes *their* underwear Holy?
Principalpoop: and they did up ancestors, put the bones in some of the underwear and rebury them..
Principalpoop: dig
Dexter Fong: No man...I can't dig that
Principalpoop: they had to stop doing it, people complained, especially jewish folks
Principalpoop: did not want the jews converted to mormonism
Principalpoop: after they were dead lo0ool
Principalpoop: that is our possibly incoming president...
Dexter Fong: I think not
Principalpoop: a lot of nerve, to convert an ancestor to your religion...
cs: they are a plague
Dexter Fong: Makes it kinda hard to poke fun at other (nutty) religions
cs: like the egyptians had to endure
Dexter Fong: There is *only* one god and Higgs Boson is his name
Principalpoop: the mormon bible was found on gold plates in the mountains of new york state
cs: a plague of mubarak, a plague or mormons, a plague of locusts
Principalpoop: a pure american religion... go team go
Dexter Fong: right over the cliff
cs: i saw the south park episode abougt that
Principalpoop: like scientology, you would swear somebody was just pulling your leg....
Dexter Fong: Many people did and said later, "Oh! SO that's what it's all about"
cs: scientologists too
Dexter Fong: Scientologists only pull your leg to help you clear yourself
Principalpoop: of course, you have joe biden walking around on ash wednesday with an ash mark on his forehead...
Principalpoop: how much better is that?
Dexter Fong: Do not fear Poop, I have marked him as one of my own
Principalpoop: so, anything goes
Dexter Fong: It only means that he likes barbeque
Principalpoop: i saw that, the texas state school board said BBQ was the 12th president...
Dexter Fong: and BBQ W> will be the 14th
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: Letterman talking about North Korea the other night mentioned Kim Jong Ill's son Kim Jong Udo w. Ill and the audience totally fell out laughing
Principalpoop: truth is stranger than fiction...
Dexter Fong: Ain't dat de fiction?
Dexter Fong: er uh truuf
Principalpoop: two of the culprits at barclays were Rich Ricci and mister diamond hehehe
cs: saw that on daily show, or colbert
cs: luckyily we still get it on line
Dexter Fong: Why I remember Ricky Rich when he was only a comic book character, before he turned Itralian
Principalpoop: i was lucky, without cable or electricty on and off for the 2 weeks they were on vacation..
Principalpoop: watching some show called million dollars rooms, richy rich had no imagination compared to the really rich
Dexter Fong: You ever see those shows about wealthy peoples houses and you say to yourself, Dudes, where's all your like, stuff
Dexter Fong: "Oh, we keep all our belongs in our private Cloud
Principalpoop: they actually live in a crowded, filthy cardboard box in one closet hehe
Principalpoop: you would need 50 servants to help find where you set down your keys....
cs: the rich arent like you and i
Dexter Fong: No...they are very different
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| no_anchovies - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: They never carry money with them
Principalpoop: the top 400 bring home an average of over 435 million each year, year after year...
Principalpoop: mind-boggling
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Bunnyboy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:25 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
cs: more than romney
Dexter Fong: And it's all up there in their private Cloud
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
cs: hi bun
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
Principalpoop: yes, romney is poor compared to them, lordy
Bunnyboy: Yo da!
Dexter Fong: You da, man!!
Principalpoop: Fre Do
Bunnyboy: Did n_a mention any other Criterion pickups?
Principalpoop: oop Fro Do
Principalpoop: yes he did
Principalpoop: 50% off at barnes nobles, got the robert downey collection
cs: i hear fros cost lotsa do
Dexter Fong: Fro Doh! you're my brother and I love you but if you ever go against the family again....I'll kill you
cs: just had my yearly haircut from fumiyo this aft
Principalpoop: Bil Bo
Principalpoop: almost cut your hair today? getting in the way?
cs: makes driving harder
Bunnyboy: Which would pop Downey's set about 15 smackers.
cs: weather finally warm enough to warrant it
Bunnyboy: Vol. 2 Ernie Kovacs, in September.
Principalpoop: the other ernie had a funny mustache too

[Catherwood]

[part 3 of 5]
Dexter Fong: Ernie Borgnine, nein?
Principalpoop: ford, tennessee
Dexter Fong: I'm pretty sure Tennessee Williams was clean chaven
Dexter Fong: shaven
cs: hmm, have to learn how to use windows
Principalpoop: eug
Dexter Fong: Lift to open, pull down to close...unless you have fancy casement windows in which case, call upon your servants
Bunnyboy: Just in time for the OS to change.
cs: new computer, still learninghow to use it
Principalpoop: point and reboot
Dexter Fong: Pay no attention to the man behind the window, the Wizard of OS
Dexter Fong: Turn off the Cloud, Manny
Bunnyboy: "Who rang that BSOD?!?
Principalpoop: Are you sure???
Dexter Fong: Why that was Tennesse! Got 'im, dead center
Principalpoop: Really Really sure?
Bunnyboy: "I had a Gig of RAM myself, once..."
Dexter Fong: Depends on who's asking
Bunnyboy: Tennessee Tuxedo will not fail!
Principalpoop: And now we might elect ROM
Dexter Fong: =))
Dexter Fong: =((
Bunnyboy: ROM=Release Only Minimum.
Dexter Fong: ROM = Rat Our Motherfuckers
Dexter Fong: Rat out
Dexter Fong: Oh Dear
cs: Romulan Overlord Manifestation
Dexter Fong: ROM = Rely On Mormonism
Principalpoop: Reach Oround Mormons
Dexter Fong: Rich? Only Mormons
Principalpoop: Read Our Manifesto
Bunnyboy: Roof Our Mutt.
Dexter Fong: lol bunny
Principalpoop: LOL
cs: good one, bun
Bunnyboy: I love that Letterman won't let the dog story die.
Principalpoop: he loved it, so mitt tells us, they have to hose off the vomit and poor and stuff, but he loved it
Dexter Fong: Me 2
Principalpoop: mitt is twisted
Principalpoop: poop
Dexter Fong: Bunny, I mentioned earlier about Letterman talking about North Korea and Kim Jong Ill's son Kim jong Udon W. Ill and the audience totally falling out
Bunnyboy: I love the picture of Un with Cartman's hat and shirt.
Bunnyboy: "Respect mah authority!"
Dexter Fong: Too bad he's not wearing Kenny's hoodie
Bunnyboy: Favorite Kenny death: Strangled by the tether ball pole.
cs: i like the sereies where he takes advantage of his immortality
cs: like a character seeking to exit its cartoon
Principalpoop: cruel hehe
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'doctiredazoid', just granted probation at 10:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: hey doc
cs: wow. its an actual doc
doctiredazoid: good evening
Bunnyboy: Hiya doc!
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Doc
doctiredazoid: i was hoping to find brian here
doctiredazoid: dang
cs: your latest creation greets you
Principalpoop: have not seen him all night, just us chickens
Bunnyboy: Oh, you, and your tired ass!
doctiredazoid: ah
doctiredazoid: oh well
cs: youre stuck with us
doctiredazoid: lily fund could use a jump - need brian to send out an email blast
doctiredazoid: or to tell me what i need to do
doctiredazoid: it's always been his department
doctiredazoid: trust me, i'm pretty trashed right now
cs: ah yes
doctiredazoid: i always am on thursdays
doctiredazoid: what with wednesdays being pool league night, always a late one
Bunnyboy: You don't have to settle for us. We can be whoever you want.
cs: can you text him?
doctiredazoid: i can be all that i can be?
doctiredazoid: i'll send him a message in a bottle
doctiredazoid yawns
Bunnyboy: What are we wearing?
cs: bottles? it got so i'd drink anything.
doctiredazoid: i have to get tomorrow's rfo podcast prepped
cs: saw tanqueray ad for gin tonics yesterday so bought a new b ottle today
Dexter Fong: good idea
Dexter Fong: brb
Principalpoop: wait, am I shooting solids or stripes?
doctiredazoid: tanqueray is good gin
doctiredazoid: poop
doctiredazoid: you are the "chiefs"
Dexter Fong: I once shot an elephant in my pajamas
doctiredazoid: (high balls)
doctiredazoid: how did he ... oh never mind
cs: love what ive found of the new computer, doc
doctiredazoid: of course in alabama, the tusks are looser
cs: i worked on the images for my blog on the new software
cs: www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
doctiredazoid: cs i tried to put everything on there you'd need
Principalpoop: ok, 12 ball, off the rail and through the woods to grandmothers house we goo
doctiredazoid: goo? what, the felt is like shag carpet tonight?
doctiredazoid: no roll at all ...
Bunnyboy: We're gooing? Us and Fre Willard...
Principalpoop: i drooled during my last corner shot
Bunnyboy: Fred
doctiredazoid: cs looks like you're having fun with psp10
cs: little willard>
cs: my first 2 days using it, yes i am
doctiredazoid: that's great to hear - my heart soars like a hawk
Principalpoop: pepsi, only 10 calories?
cs: and the old one works much better through the new router

[Catherwood]

[part 4 of 5]
Dexter Fong: ..and there's nothing more dangerous than a sore hawk
Bunnyboy: Albert Brooks says he loves Fred Willard, and, as a birthday gift, he's going to buy him a den and a computer.
cs: except hawksbreath mystery theatre
doctiredazoid: wow
Dexter Fong: and den what??
doctiredazoid: well, with the money he's going to make from finding nemo 2 ... he should be able to afford it
Dexter Fong: starring laura Hwkmoth
Principalpoop: i saw fred willard on a new show, i cannot recall what the show was about...
doctiredazoid: yeah, the thing with routers is that they need to be replaced every 5 yrs or so ... otherwise the software inside it goes past its freshness date and makes the internet connection unstable/unreliable/less secure
cs: there's a character in a piece i'm writing called Moe Hawksbreath.
Dexter Fong: something which I found out the hard way
doctiredazoid: you've had that hawking router for at least 7 now i think
Bunnyboy: It's the latest ABC improv show.
Dexter Fong: Steven hawking routers?
cs: since 05, thats right
Principalpoop: oh yah, huh?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cs: did you see his new two shows? best yet
doctiredazoid: i will have to check them out
cs: a few weeks ago
doctiredazoid: always liked willard myself, remember him from ace trucking company daze
cs: hey it was great to see amc put the breaking bad premiere up on its web site so i could watch it again
Dexter Fong: Is that the show where Richard Widmark pushes him down a long flight of stairs, giggles, and says, "You're my Pal"
Principalpoop: always seemed a mary hartman, mary hartman kinda guy to me
cs: yeah ace was ace
Bunnyboy: Willard's great!
doctiredazoid: cs we need to get together on the phone again this weekend, so we can secure your wireless router - so no nosy neighbors can piggyback off your router
cs: ah ok.
doctiredazoid: it should not be hard to do
doctiredazoid: we have the same router model, i can bring up the same screens you see
Bunnyboy: BREAKING BAD is the bomb!
Dexter Fong: You'' need to get a physical Cat
doctiredazoid: let's shoot for sunday late afternoon my time
doctiredazoid: like between 6 and 7pm or thereabouts
Principalpoop: just type in the right mask gate way and shimey the lock
Dexter Fong: Won't the British Open be on then?
doctiredazoid: oh yeah - season 5 premiere was killer
Bunnyboy: And Jim Beaver picked up another check. I like him.
doctiredazoid: are the british ever open? (libor ref)
cs: only with each other
Dexter Fong: Well, they're certainly above board, why they keep the servants below
doctiredazoid: right cs (lol)
Principalpoop: bad form, that
Bunnyboy: You'll be the judge of that. Oh, wait. Someone else will
doctiredazoid: ok, gotta get going on the rfo podcast - tomorrow will be the canterbury interview, next week will be digital diner episode 2 (thanks to cat)
doctiredazoid: you boys fight among yourselves
cs: hope y'all enjoy it
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'nick', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Principalpoop: thanks for keeping cat online doc, best to lilly
doctiredazoid: knick?
Bunnyboy: "I forgive you". Ewww!
cs: nick, niq, nicqk
Principalpoop: why nick, what happened to your nose?
doctiredazoid: there's a knick amongst us
doctiredazoid: a latecomer apparently
nick: lol
Dexter Fong: K-nikers up Mother Brwon
Bunnyboy: Nite doc!
doctiredazoid: nick never knocks
doctiredazoid: unless he knows the password
doctiredazoid: where's allen ludden when you need him?
Dexter Fong: And Doc has all the pass words
Bunnyboy is all ears.
cs: keep on docin
doctiredazoid: and how many people even remember who allen ludden was?
doctiredazoid: i keep having to remind myself - ancient cultural references just reveal how old i really am
Dexter Fong: Was that the Hidden Mic, camera guy?
Bunnyboy: Betty White's late mate.
doctiredazoid: 23 skiddoo, and all
doctiredazoid: dex: no, he was the host of password
Dexter Fong: Oh you kid!
Dexter Fong: okay
doctiredazoid: dex: you referring to allen fontaine?
doctiredazoid: and dagwood kirby?
Principalpoop: funt
Dexter Fong: Yes, and Richie Rich too
doctiredazoid: when in doubt ... funt!
Dexter Fong: Funt is correct Sir
Bunnyboy: Dex has got it right. Just layer the newer old stuff with the really old stuff!
Dexter Fong: That SOCRATES!! What a kidder
Principalpoop: the bees knees
doctiredazoid: right - a cultural reference goulash
Bunnyboy: Durwood, and Endora.
doctiredazoid: i believe it was socrates who once said: "i drank what?"
Dexter Fong: Gearge Tzimmerman
doctiredazoid: i remember endora - what a great email client
Principalpoop: would you volatire or rousseau?
Dexter Fong: Wasn't Endora a good friend of Vampirella?
Bunnyboy: Brilliant extraction, Hemlock!
doctiredazoid: i took 10,000 voltaires once - made my hair stand on end
Dexter Fong: That expalins your present sanity
Principalpoop: endora, a small basque country, famous for ear wax sculptures
doctiredazoid: i'm telling you there ain't no sanity clause!
doctiredazoid: basque in the sunshine
Bunnyboy: And nick says...?
Dexter Fong: Coward!
Dexter Fong: The first Noel?
doctiredazoid: very little it would seem
Dexter Fong: I think Not
doctiredazoid: he's a man of few keystrokes
Principalpoop: lobsters basquing in the soup
doctiredazoid: is that not a knot?
Dexter Fong: Apply the Gordian SOLUTION Watkins
cs: bisque! quick!

[Catherwood]

[part 5 of 5]
doctiredazoid: not quite the solution i expected
doctiredazoid: basque! quack!
Principalpoop: artemis gordon can solve this
Dexter Fong: The Moyl carries the Briskit
doctiredazoid: one more quack like that...
doctiredazoid: the blowing of the chauffeur
Dexter Fong: ...and it's duck soup?
cs: duck and cover, the san francisco treat
Bunnyboy: That's no brisket! Barely a canape...
Principalpoop: the waiting of the head waiiter
Bunnyboy: With 6, you get sweatshop!
cs: that's the monkeys' head
doctiredazoid: shop that sweat!
doctiredazoid: heil five
Dexter Fong: Great German Rock group
doctiredazoid: for those of you just tuning in, all hell has broken loose. more noose as it develops.
Principalpoop: can't we all just get along? get along little doggy
Dexter Fong: Though some people say the little mustaches are an unpleasant reminder
cs: that's olds
Dexter Fong: No son, that's a Buick
doctiredazoid: and on that note (was that high c or vitamin d), i'm off to get the last rfo podcast of the week together
Bunnyboy: More Kovacs in September, doc!
cs: timbuk 3
doctiredazoid: bb: woohoo!!!!
doctiredazoid: love ernie as you know
cs: by doc
Dexter Fong: Night Doc
Principalpoop: ciao bebe
doctiredazoid: y'all have a pleasant evening, don't take any wooden nickels...
doctiredazoid: and if you do, name it after me
Bunnyboy: Listing at Shout!
doctiredazoid: ttfn ttyl nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...................
Dexter Fong: What other kind are there
||||||||| doctiredazoid leaves at 11:18 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Principalpoop: the new nick is fading, might be wooden
cs: maybe bradshaw got him
Dexter Fong: aha! So The Doctor *was* right, and the rabbit did *Not* die
Principalpoop: i wooden shit you, you are my favorite turd, have not said that for years...
Bunnyboy: Running away. Nite!
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
cs: by bun
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 11:20 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Dexter Fong: Poop: Another unpleasant, at this jucture, reminder..and I hope you wont say it again for thrice that number of years
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
Principalpoop: yeah, I was thinking the same thing, hard to imagine the proper context arriving again hehe
Dexter Fong: Maybe at the next Heil Funf Concert
Principalpoop: heil who?
cs: i will go eat. see you next week
Dexter Fong: You may know them by the name the Doctor used, heil five
Dexter Fong: Cat
||||||||| "11:23 PM? I'm late!" exclaims cs, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Dexter Fong: Will be late, maybe absent next week
Principalpoop: he went fast
Dexter Fong: and that was late too
Dexter Fong: The faster they go, the later they are
Principalpoop: have fun, be safe, smoke em if you got em
Dexter Fong: roll a drunk, if you can't
Principalpoop: roll roll roll in the hay
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| nick - dead from Globner's disease

||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...

Dexter Fong: you'll never get that dogshit off
Principalpoop: werewolf, there wolf
Principalpoop: that is why I am the prince of poop
Principalpoop: that should be prince ala poop...
Dexter Fong: Perhaps someday, you will attain the throne
Dexter Fong: and demonstrate your worthiness
Principalpoop: ravish and ravishing
Dexter Fong: Else they will all say, the once and past King of Poop was de man
Principalpoop: verily verily
Dexter Fong: Poop: DOn't you also hold another title, Earl of Deepends?
Principalpoop: and with those words, so ends another chapter in the cheese log
Dexter Fong: Unless I do one of my oft requested monologues
Principalpoop: a different kind of sacred underware
Principalpoop: both are full of shit
Dexter Fong: And we don't weigh the bones
Principalpoop: a lot of nerve, my goodness gracious
Dexter Fong: Poop: You've been aching to spit out those words, haven't you =))
Principalpoop: yes, what was the phrase?
Dexter Fong: You've tippy toed all around it,
Principalpoop: erupt? emit? something
Dexter Fong: Just strap it to the roof?
Principalpoop: gush?
Principalpoop: my brain is mush
Principalpoop: ahh blurt
Principalpoop: was it blurt?
Dexter Fong: could be, could be
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: Well old friend, we've done out part, eh? ...time to toddle off I think
Principalpoop: like teasing llan about schroon lake, I cannot contain myself
Principalpoop: i hope and all others doing ok
Principalpoop: yes,. the bus, see you soon,
Dexter Fong: I thought you contained both quietly and for a significant time
Principalpoop: i waddle and toddle, watch...
Dexter Fong: Night then
||||||||| "Hey Principalpoop!" ... Principalpoop turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:33 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from dengue fever

||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...

||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."