A Firesign Chat


||||||||| 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 April 05, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Firebroiled enters at 8:54 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Firebroiled: No, I don't believe in flying saucers.
Firebroiled: But, I do believe in Bubba Brains and the Power of Lodestone!!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 9 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 9:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Firebroiled - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:42 PM and ah,clem steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Nick'
||||||||| Outside, the 8:46 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Bob D. Cat coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
ah,clem: still having trouble with those swimming lessons, Mr. Cat?
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 9:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bob D. Cat - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: holo
||||||||| Outside, the 9:00 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 05, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Mudhead: gram
Principalpoop: kilo or phil?
Mudhead: hologram
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Dexter Fong', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:02 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Principalpoop: don't get smart with me young man
Principalpoop: gram fong
Mudhead: Ive been stoopid all my daze
Dexter Fong: gram? What about that key you promised me poop?
Principalpoop: lonely daze, lonely nights, where would I be without my blanky
Dexter Fong: Hiyah clem, glad to hear you operating again
Principalpoop: A flat key
Dexter Fong: Hi mud
ah,clem: that's very logical
Mudhead: hi Dex
Mudhead: this browser doesnt like the chat sessions, its cuttin in an off liuke a crazy monkey
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:04 PM, dragging Bubba's Brain by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Mudhead: i brb
||||||||| At 9:05 PM, Mudhead vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Bubba's Brain: Hey-o
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubba
||||||||| Mudhead sneaks in around 9:05 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Bubba's Brain: Wazreel?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bob D Cat into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:06 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: Bubba: Did you manage to get in touch with Firebroiled?
Mudhead: anyone seen Merlyn ?
Principalpoop: ahhh i have associated m3u with winamp, my world is complete
Bubba's Brain: Yep.
Dexter Fong: Hiyah BobD
Bubba's Brain: Thanks.
ah,clem :)
Principalpoop: holo bubba bob ahhhh, clem
Bob D Cat: I keep getting aol as my default player and it wont play chit
Bob D Cat: Hey gang
Principalpoop: not my fault
Bubba's Brain: cash in your chits
Bob D Cat: Not your default? sure it is
Principalpoop: got to get the safety off
Dexter Fong: Bob: Eschewal of all things AOL is indicated
ah,clem: yes, a very intricate recordint, gotta love it
Principalpoop: eschewal drew those maze pictures
Bob D Cat: but it cant play files like CNI
Dexter Fong: Poop: Eschewal is where the Rabbi studied
Principalpoop: i cannot cash my chits, I already washed them
Principalpoop: which rabbit?
Bob D Cat: All and all it is just another Jew in the Eschewal
ah,clem: try the mp3 link on cni radio page cniradio.com
Dexter Fong: Brer Rabbi
||||||||| Catherwood enters with syr sydd fudd close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:09 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: we don't need no circumsion
ah,clem: should work on any player that can do mp3
Dexter Fong: Hy thyre Syd
Mudhead: Rib is playing : CNI Radio - remote feed- Brought to you by FtHomeTech, thanks, Charlie on his iPod
Principalpoop: hello syr sydd fudd
syr sydd fudd: hey princ
syr sydd fudd: hey dex
syr sydd fudd: et al
Principalpoop: any news from elmer?
Dexter Fong: yt yll
Principalpoop: antelope freeway
Dexter Fong: 1/938th of a mile
||||||||| 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 Hope falls out at 9:11 PM.
Principalpoop: who's paradox was that?
Principalpoop: ahh hope
Dexter Fong: Hope springs
syr sydd fudd: look who springs eternal
Principalpoop: zeno?
ah,clem: there is still Hope! :)
Hope: Ouch. Hope rubs her cranium. Hi all.
Principalpoop: nice dome hehe
Dexter Fong: Nice domain heh heh
Bubba's Brain: There's red dye on the road in Littleton Mass... http://news.bostonherald.com/localRegional/view.bg?articleid=192932
syr sydd fudd: how are you, hope?
Hope: Thanks. I'm better now that I found y'all.
Principalpoop: the fox trot
Bubba's Brain: ... And bleu cheese dressing in the Salton Sea... http://www.guardian.co.uk/worldlatest/story/0,,-6532950,00.html
Dexter Fong: We've been waiting for hundreds of years
||||||||| LeftRev.Tweenstormer waltzes in at 9:13 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Hope: You're making me hungry Bubba
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Domine, domine, domine, you're all Fireheads now...
ah,clem: always good to have Hope.
syr sydd fudd: I've just invented the corny joke
Principalpoop: syd and hope are neighbors of you fong
Dexter Fong salutes smartly in the supposed direction of Tweenstormer
Bubba's Brain: Red Dye Number 5. Number 5. Number 5.
Hope: Bless you Rev
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Evenin' all :-)
Principalpoop: forgive me tween for I have sinned hehe
syr sydd fudd: hey tween!
ah,clem: hello reverend
Hope: Where ARE you Fong?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Lo dere Sydd
Dexter Fong: Poop: Hope is Syd is closer to llan
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Hey clem...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:15 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: Hope: Manhattan
syr sydd fudd: anybody want coffee?
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Cat
Principalpoop: i had no idea where troy is
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Step up to the microphone and confess, brother Poop
Bubba's Brain: Hey cat.
Principalpoop: black and hot please
Dexter Fong: I just had a good coughing
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Hey Catman
Hope: Kewl. Do you know Betty Joe Bialowski?
Principalpoop: oh cat
syr sydd fudd: Hey Beester!
Dexter Fong: Poop: Mid up-state and west of NYC
cease: hi all
cease: busy tonight
Principalpoop: wrong cat rev but thanks for wanting to listen hehe
Principalpoop: what is in troy? cornell, ithaca, something like that
Dexter Fong: Hope: Nope but I know Joltin Joe Bialowski
Bob D Cat: Ok back
cease: hope? clinton's mother?
Hope: I'll go into Troy l;ater...
cease: wasnt he the Man From Hope?
syr sydd fudd: what is in troy? helen of course
Dexter Fong: Poop: Troy is where they keep the special weights and some greeks
Principalpoop: wrong chat hehe
Bob D Cat: I hope Troy will be there
Hope: Anyone want bagels to go with that coffee?
Dexter Fong: Hope: Allow me
Principalpoop: all I could think of was donahue, but he is from chicago
Mudhead: Id take some crullers
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give everybody a bagel
||||||||| Catherwood brings everybody a bagel.
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Got some lochs?
syr sydd fudd: the duke of albany and troy
Hope: Yur wirh me, Mudhead I luv crullers
Principalpoop: no, cream cheese and grape jelly please
cease: there's another, actually a couple of obscure firesign refs in my blogpost today, review of Fast Food Nation
Bob D Cat: Ummmmm, these bagles are still warm
cease: www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
Dexter Fong: Mud: Hope just called you wormy
Hope: Thanks Catherwood, cream cheese please and hold the onions
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Hope
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, is the time really 9:19 PM?
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:19 PM"
Principalpoop: i was raised an american
Bob D Cat: Yes go on
syr sydd fudd: I like raw salmon on a bagel
Hope: Between your legs
cease: i thought being an american meant being permanently lowered
Bubba's Brain: In Armenia?
Hope: Being an American is cheesy
Bubba's Brain: Well, so is being Swiss.
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Ever the Canuk, cease ;-)
syr sydd fudd: I'd hate to be a swiss
cease: cheese for brains
ah,clem: catherwoo, please give hope a nice bagel with cream cheese and no onion
Mudhead: Im sorry, my browser isnt acting correctly here tonight, the screen is constantly updating and its very unnerving
Dexter Fong: I'm only part American, I'm still Kurdish
ah,clem: oops
Hope: You guys are too smart for me
Principalpoop: change the refresh
Mudhead: and annoying
Bubba's Brain: Whey!
cease: just listening to the rachel maddow show (my fave on air america) talking about how the vast majority of americans dont believe in evolution, etc
Hope: I've got the same situation Mudhead
Principalpoop: i am never pedantic, so there
ah,clem: catherwood, please give Hope a nice bagel with cream cheese
||||||||| Catherwood gives hope a nice bagel with cream cheese.
Dexter Fong: Hope: Don't worry, we're too smart for our own good
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: That's quite a self put-down Hope lol
cease: the firesign theatre is too smart for anyone. but we can aspire!
Bubba's Brain: You don't walk, PP?
Hope: Thank you, I'm calmer now.
Mudhead: it just got a lil better
Principalpoop: i limp
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Good point, cease
ah,clem :)
cease: in their steve allen interview, austin said the purpose of their comedy was to expand all of our brains
syr sydd fudd: if you're having cream cheese on it, its best to have a garlic bagel
Principalpoop: ewww no garlic, grape jelly
Hope: Be careful for that aspire Cease
Bob D Cat: Yes but our brains are not the boss
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give me an Everything Bagel
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dexter Fong an everything bagel.
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: _that's_ why we have such swelled heads!
cease: i'll try not to get impaled, hope
Principalpoop: and give me a pastrami with mustard and mayo on white bread
Hope: LOL sorry about that garlic PP
syr sydd fudd: no, I agree with you princ, garlic and grape don't go together
ah,clem: the problem is the shull does not expand, we will all explode eventually
Hope: Bleh
cease: after reading/watching Fast Food Nation, i'm less and less inclined to go for the pastrami
Dexter Fong: Poopie: Do you want the crusts cut off like usual?
Bob D Cat: My old boss sent me for a turkey sandwich with ketchup and I refused to go and get it,
ah,clem: skull
Principalpoop: my head does expand
syr sydd fudd: anyway, in case anybody doesn't recognize me, I'm llanwydd
Dexter Fong: Clem: shull is actually spelled eschewal
Principalpoop: yes fong, and fritos and a glass of milk
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: As in Tonot's Expanding Head Band?
Bob D Cat: I knew you LL
Dexter Fong: The E is silent like the p in pool
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Tonto
ah,clem: turkey with cat soup, yuck
Principalpoop: no, you are not him
cease: i barely recognize myself
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Good electronic music.
Principalpoop: his name is spelled different
Hope: Anyone listening to CNI Radio right now?
Principalpoop: i am
Bob D Cat: Sure it is LLan
Dexter Fong: Hi llan, you imposter
cease: hey tween, you famliiar with any of linklater's films? he's very austin
Bob D Cat: Hope, I can only wish too
Principalpoop: i am too busy to be a homecoming queen
Hope: That is THE best, an everything bagel
Dexter Fong: I'mlistening
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Turkey with Cat Soup - the undiscovered Marx Bros movie
Mudhead: theres no ee in P
Bob D Cat: Prince, eat it, eat it raw
syr sydd fudd: it all depends what you have on it
Principalpoop: you bet
Bob D Cat: Turkey with Dead Cat Soap
Dexter Fong: So get on it and do it to everyone
cease: i used to have a cat named prince. he liked to eat it raw
Hope: Oops I got frozen out
syr sydd fudd: if you're having butter and jelly you have a plain bagel, if you're having salmon, you have a garlic bagel, if you're having just cream cheese, a sesame or poppy
Principalpoop: he is the cat formerly known as prince now?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The cleanest meal you'll every eat...
Bob D Cat: I Hope you don't get the big Chill
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Hope you had a jacket
cease: this was 50 years ago. i dont think the human prince was alive then
Hope: Thanks for those gourmet recommendations Syr
ah,clem: lost cni feed, hope?
Principalpoop: poppy bagels are a fetish
Dexter Fong: Syd: You seem to have a lot of rules regarding Bagels, you're not a Rabbi are you?
cease: a 50 year old cat wouldn't be a cat.
Hope: Just too busy I guess.
ah,clem: looks ok from here
syr sydd fudd: You're quite welcome, Hope. I am qualified
Principalpoop: that would be an old cat, meow
Principalpoop: stream is fine
Dexter Fong: Cat: It might be a petrified cat
Bob D Cat: Are you Hope with a O and not Liza with a Laz I
Hope: Anyone listening to CNI? They're playing Electrician
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The Church of the Presumptious Assumption welcomes all faiths, Dex
cease: maybe an egyptian cat diety
cease: this is 2 places, hope
Principalpoop: miss lorilee is about to sing
Dexter Fong: Hope: Some of are listening
syr sydd fudd: I had a cousin named Hope.
Hope: Hmmm, I'm Hope with sugar and spice and a twinkle in my ice
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Yep - tuned in to the holy station of the lectrician
Bob D Cat: Oh, Blinding Light, Oh Light that blinds I can not Pee look out for me
Mudhead: Im always listenin
Principalpoop: hope was one of the muses, faith and charity and cecilia
cease: where's our blind boy when we need him?
Hope: Of course. I shall be in two places at once.
syr sydd fudd: still do, I guess
Bob D Cat: Now your breaking my heart
Mudhead: Hi Hope
Dexter Fong: Cat:walking his dog named Cat
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The Sugar Spice, as opposed to the Scary Spice?
Principalpoop: hi llan
Hope: I had an email from Uncle Freditor recently
cease: great line by the deaf girl in the volleyball tourny in Babel: I'm deaf, not blind
Bob D Cat: wha?
Hope: I love you Poop.
cease: is he your uncle, hope?
Hope: and Mudhead too.
Dexter Fong: Hope waht did The Fred have to say
Bubba's Brain: What you Babeling about?
Principalpoop: then you did too many drugs when young hope, or not enough
syr sydd fudd: I put too much pepper on something and it lodged in my gums. be right back
cease: great Tokyo shots in the flick.
Hope: He's recovering from a mild stroke he had last year.
Bob D Cat: Just enough
Hope: Not enough drugs for me I think.
cease: recovering is good
Principalpoop: ouch fudd
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Babel is the name of the movie, Cat?
Bob D Cat: I belonged to that Lodge
Dexter Fong: Hope: Well that's good news...followed by bad news
cease: yes, tween.
Principalpoop: hang in there fred
Hope: Fudd what are you eating with pepper on it?
Bubba's Brain: A towering acheivement, I'm sure.
Dexter Fong: Hope: He's eating gum
Hope: I will send Uncle Fred your good wishes
syr sydd fudd: I don't even remember
cease: interweaving tales set in morocco (with big hollywood stars), mexico and tokyo
Hope: LOL Syr
cease: i dont know mexico from morroco but i know tokyo. will be filming there myself ina few monthes
Bob D Cat: Great Scott, Uncle Fred?
Principalpoop: grind your corns more sydd
Hope: Pepper gum? Or gumming pepper?
Dexter Fong: Mexicao with short fat Mexican stars and Tokyo with short sneaky stars
cease: f. scott firesign, on pbs last night plugging gatsby
Hope: Not Scott, Fred, yes.
cease: apparently all the mexican actors in Fast Food Nation are really famous, in mexico
Bob D Cat: Then Great Fred it is
syr sydd fudd: actually it's a frozen pizza. Theoretically I could ask them for a refund
Dexter Fong: Great Fred, Uncle Scottie..you're ashes are in orbit
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Just ordered Babel from the ILL system. Thanks Cat
Principalpoop: yes yes
Bubba's Brain: Somebody plugged Gatsby -- isn't he getting stopped up?
Hope: How long does this FST radio play run on Thursdays? Wish I knew about it before I bought all those new CDs...
cease: i enjoyed it, tween
Principalpoop: yes yes my mountain flower
cease: depends on how long clem wants to stay awake, hope
Hope: Don't let Fred hear you say that Dexter
Bob D Cat: I knew Gatsby was a little great but wow
Dexter Fong: Hope: It runs until ah,clem deciides it's over
cease: actually a pretty good show, about the "great american novel"
Hope: Got it, thanks Cease, but OH was that GREAT, sigh...
ah,clem :)
cease: almost got gatsby out of library today
Bob D Cat: Will the fat lady sing?
Principalpoop: fellow travelers ahh, clem? hehe
ah,clem: these are just samples, you need the cds
Hope: Looooovvvvvveeee YOU JIMMY. 8-D
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:34 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Billville."
Mudhead: Hi ah,clem
syr sydd fudd: how fat does the fat lady have to be to sing?
Principalpoop: ahhh Le M
cease: Everyone needs the CDs
syr sydd fudd: very important question
Dexter Fong: Hello Merlyn
syr sydd fudd: Hey Merl!
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Preferrably from www.lodestone-media.com ;-)
cease: how is the liquidation sale coming, bub?
Bubba's Brain: Hey Merl
Principalpoop: he walks again by night
Hope: My question exactly Syr Fudd
ah,clem: a nice thing to say, but I have a Bambi, :)
Merlyn: hullo
Bob D Cat: Into the fog?
Hope: Lodestone doesn't have EVERYTHING
Dexter Fong: Into the Fong?
Principalpoop: no, into a great sandstone building
Bubba's Brain: Thanks Tween
cease: great photo of foggy vancouver in the herzog show at our local art gallery
Bubba's Brain: Walks into a great Lodestone Building...
cease: soon, lodestone wont have Anything
Hope: I managed to grab one of the last Dear Friends CDs.....
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Try this audio feed P - less delay: http://audio.rfdradio.info:8000/cni
Principalpoop: ohp my nose
Bob D Cat: Climbs the thirteen stairs to the firesale
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Some stuff is out of print, Hope
Hope: Here, Poop, take this bandaid and a kiss on the nose
cease: didnt fred used to sell the dear friends 2 cds that doc put together?
Bubba's Brain: Thanks, Hop.
Hope: Yep I know Rev
Dexter Fong: Cat: THankfully, Fred used to sell a lot of thing...
Principalpoop: that link does nothing tween, i am using IE
cease: lol dex
Bubba's Brain: LOdestone still has Anythynge, but no longer has Everything.
Hope: Didn't see it on his website Cease. I always wondered about the one CD when there were two LPS
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: You have to go to eBay to find Eat or Be Eaten, and it's a rare occurance
syr sydd fudd: there are so many versions (editions) of Dear Friends
Dexter Fong: Bubba: LOng as you got Something
Hope: Good one Bubba
Hope: I have Eat or Be Eaten AND The Case of the Missing Yolk
Merlyn: lodestone is marking time
cease: the eobe flick?
Hope: AND a personally autographed picture of the boys
cease: mark, mark mark
Principalpoop: who he was
Bubba's Brain: Actually, I'm beginning stage 2 of the sale -- as of today, discounts on remaining stock has been increased. http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/sale.cgi
||||||||| Bob D Catsup enters at 9:39 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
cease: i watched martian space party. did i mention that last week?
Principalpoop: rocky, have I caught up?
Hope: Fred told me his webmaster died a while back seriously
syr sydd fudd: hey bob
Hope: He's hoping to get his site more active again soon
Bubba's Brain: Lodestone has Mark Time... Tees, that is.
Bob D Catsup: Yep I got the boot when I tried to click on the link
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't remember I've seen it..not so bad but I really prefer the audio only
cease: the ubiquity of death
cease: dex, the stories are completely different.
Hope: Ain't it the truth
Principalpoop: death can sign its name with both its left and right hands?
Bob D Catsup: Is it true that CD Taylor invented the CD
Dexter Fong: Cat: hmmm Well, I might have been slightly impaired
Hope: Are you still awake Uh Clem?
cease: that's the problem with firesign vid: they vary from not so bad, to, well lets say they drop precipitously
Bubba's Brain: The Ambidextery of Death.
ah,clem: yup
Hope: And its feet too, Poop, sometimes first.
Principalpoop: it was the fish
cease: feets, get mobin
Mudhead: wheres Bambi?
Hope: Huggy huggy
Hope: Can I pretend to be Bambi?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah...but I thought the staging for Wierdly Cool was quite effective
ah,clem: en route, should be here in a little while
cease: as a stage show, yes, dex
syr sydd fudd: and the dearth of ambidexterity
Bob D Catsup: You dont pretend to be Bambi, she likes it that way
Hope: I suppose impersonation is not the best idea
Bubba's Brain: It seems so... impersonal.
cease: lol bob
Principalpoop: dearth dwind and dfire
ah,clem: nope
Hope: Thanks Bob
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:43 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah but...I think that generally, they're more effective when constrained by the stage rather than trying to make a movie for which they have no budget
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Merlyn: I'm keeping the website links up to date, BB, so I don't send people to out-of-stock pages to buy
syr sydd fudd: hey bunnyboy!
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
cease: hi bun
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Hey Bun...
Bob D Catsup: Hope, coolness becomes you
Hope: Poop why are you starting to blather? Are you drooling yet?
ah,clem: you will like Bambi, Hope, she types better than I
Hope: Give him a piece of wood to put between his teeth
Bunnyboy: Hey, where's that Danger box?
Principalpoop: i drool constantly, i have a tube attached
syr sydd fudd: I realized that. It was great to hear the old characters (even with different names)
Dexter Fong: Clem: B ambi's my ty[e of gal
Hope: But is she as attractive as you are I want to know
Merlyn: laugh.com has nearly all the firesign CDs except for pink hotel and P&B's "Power"
Bubba's Brain: In the Danger Room, Bb?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Poop wears a drool bucket below his chin
Bunnyboy: That's not drool.
Bob D Catsup: ask me what makes a great comedian
ah,clem: lol
Dexter Fong: type
Bubba's Brain: Good idea, Merl.
Hope: Yep, that's where I got the Dear Friends from Merlyn
ah,clem: she is the "better " half, lol
Principalpoop: steady bunny steady
Hope: And some from CD Universe
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:45 PM and doctec steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: ahh doctec
Hope: Where is that tube attached Poop?
syr sydd fudd: the only Proctor and Bergman I ever had was "Give Us a Break". I love that one
Merlyn: hey doc
doctec: i feel grapey...
Bubba's Brain: Hey Doc.
Dexter Fong: Hey doc
cease: hey doc
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: OK Bob. what makes a great comedian?
doctec: oh so grapey...
ah,clem: hey Doc!
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Hey there Doc...
syr sydd fudd: Hey Doc!
Hope: OK Clem I promise to stop flirting when she comes in
Principalpoop: i can't see, but out of the corner of my mouth
Bubba's Brain: Still have one Dear Friend left (back in stock as of today).
Hope: Hi Doc
cease: maybe i can squeeze you into my sangria
Bob D Catsup: TIMING
Dexter Fong: It's a miracle
Hope: Bubba is it 1 0r 2 CDs?
cease: you aint got no dear friends on your left
Bunnyboy: GIVE US A BREAK deserves a digital release.
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: I've got TV Or Not TV and What This Country Needs, Sydd
Dexter Fong: You're Right Mizz Preskey
Hope: As long as you don't squeeze me into your angina
doctec: may not be here for long, had a long day today - interview in nyc with mtv networks - it went really well
cease: i think their first was their best
Bubba's Brain: Its one CD.
ah,clem: how's lilli?
cease: great news, doc
Merlyn: for programming or programming, doc?
Principalpoop: fantastic doc
Hope: Hey, another neighbor Doc Tec
Dexter Fong: Good to hear doc
Principalpoop: can you get me kennedys autograph?
Hope: Just have a pep pill and chill
syr sydd fudd: I've actually heard parts of those, tween. not the whole albums
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Excellent, Doc :-)
Bubba's Brain: you got your MTV?
cease: are you in connecticut, hope?
Principalpoop: that is the only name I know from that channel lol
doctec: down to 10 mg prednisone, 5 in 2 wks, then no more
Hope: I have a lot of the LPs too
Hope: Nope I'm the girl from NYC
Principalpoop: more wonderful news
cease: more great news, doc
Hope: But I've BEEN to CT
Dexter Fong: That also is good to hear
Mudhead: Im in CT Hope
doctec: the mtv gig is a contract position - to work on converting quizilla.com from perl to php in joomla framework
Dexter Fong: doo wah dity
cease: i thought hope was in arkansas
Bunnyboy: Down those pills, then DOWN WITH PILLS!
Hope: Woohoo Joomla
Mudhead: up near the casinos
cease: any money is better than no money
Dexter Fong: talkin' 'bout the girl from New York City
Principalpoop: you could do that in your sleep doc, i could too, only dreams
Hope: I'm anywhere you want me to be Cease
cease: but how can you be in, i mean...
Hope: Although anwhere you know is wrong
Bubba's Brain: Everywhere you want to be? Isn't that a phone company?
Bunnyboy: RIP Bob Clark
Hope: Let's all analzyze each others dreams...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Honey Sanchez close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:49 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
Principalpoop: i thought it was a coke commercial
Honey Sanchez: hola mi amigos
Principalpoop: hola honey
Hope: Ahhhh, Beatch to it Cease LOL
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Ms Sanchez...
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bob D Cat - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hope: Hiya Honey
syr sydd fudd: being in two place at once is possible. being no where at all is not
Honey Sanchez: catherwood please make me a stiff one
||||||||| Catherwood gives Honey Sanchez a stiff one.
Bunnyboy: I'm a Freud Not.
Dexter Fong: Helloooo Honeyyyyy
cease: hi bee juice
Hope: LOL
cease: hows it juicing?
ah,clem: hola, Honey
Bunnyboy: yo Honey
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: You're a stiff one...
Hope: Did Bob Clarke die recently? From MAD?
Dexter Fong: Shame on you Honey =))))))
Honey Sanchez: heya dex hi cease yo poop hola clem
Honey Sanchez: howdy hope
doctec: i died reading mad once... or more than once actually
Honey Sanchez: hi doc
Principalpoop: where is the moderater? i need modering
Bob D Catsup: I am a capitalizing nin compoop
Hope: Wish I still had my OLD ones
Dexter Fong: What kind of sweater Bob?
Bunnyboy: Hope: Bob Clark, director of A CHRISTMAS STORY and PORKY'S. Killed in an SUV collision.
Honey Sanchez sashays over to the bar nursing her drink
Hope: Howdy Honey, nice to meetcha
doctec: all things in moderation - including moderation!
Mudhead: <----Capitalist Pig
Bob D Catsup: I always get bigger when Honey shows herself
ah,clem: sounds like you are taking the wrong medication, Bob
||||||||| Catherwood enters with H Stones close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:52 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom.
Principalpoop: hehe she sashayed hehe
Hope: Oh Woy BB
Merlyn: didn't know that, bboy, sorry to hear
cease: hi stones
Honey Sanchez: hello, stones, dearie
Honey Sanchez: hi bunny
Principalpoop: ahh stones
cease: hows it rolling?
Bubba's Brain: If that lasts for more than 4 hours, Bob, see a doctor.
H Stones: Hi Hon
doctec: i am entertaining lili with old episodes of mst3k right now - got my laptop hooked up to the tv, watching the veneficus.com stream on the big screen
Merlyn: although xmas story is about all of his stuff that I like
Hope: Poop watxh your diction please
Dexter Fong: Hey Stones
doctec: they're showing the realy old ones (pre-comedy central) right now
Principalpoop: throw a towell over it, show off
Bob D Catsup: I am high on the real thing, over
cease: will lili be joining us?
Hope: Hi Stoney
syr sydd fudd: Stones! how are you?
H Stones: Hi Dexter, did you get the Goons play i sent ?
doctec: probably not cease, she's pretty wiped out
Hope: And I will watch my typos
Bob D Catsup: Can I plug a thing my son does on line?
cease: let her save her strength for something important
Honey Sanchez: ooooooh i joined the veneficus forum and have been watching mst2k myself thanks for the link lastweed
Principalpoop: i liked to teach the world to toke in perfect harmony
Dexter Fong blushes...haven't checked Email in ...long time
Bob D Catsup: ohh my that did not sound good
cease: your son is a lineman?
syr sydd fudd: love to hear about it bob
ah,clem: givde our best wishes to lilli
Hope: Poop, were you ever deported from California?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Indeed, Doc
H Stones: download is waiting for you in that case Fong
Honey Sanchez: 3 k whoops dem dam typos
ah,clem: give
Honey Sanchez: lol bobd
Principalpoop: your son lives in wichita?
Bunnyboy: Hiya Lili!
Dexter Fong: Thank you Stones
Principalpoop: i snuck out under the fence hope
Bunnyboy: And, again...any sign of the Danger box on the horizon?
Bob D Catsup: He does a thing called "The Paunch Stevenson SAhow, a podcast.
Bubba's Brain: Does he work for the County?
Hope: Good man P
Bob D Catsup: http://www.paunchstevenson.com/episodes.html
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: How's the collarbone, Stones?
Hope: Can someone expain the Danger box to me?
Dexter Fong: Bunny: My local Taco Bell sells a "Danger Box"
Bob D Catsup: Like Father Likes son
H Stones: gradually getting better thanks Tween, it doesnt like decorating though and neither do I
syr sydd fudd: interesting dex. what's the "danger box"
doctec: lili says "hi guys" and thanks for the good fishes - er, wishes
Hope: Otherwise one could get particularly raunchy here...
Principalpoop: volley ball stones
Bob D Catsup: He is in NYC Hope
Bob D Catsup: Hey Doc always great wishes for you and yours
Honey Sanchez: wrong room, hope
cease: taco bell bought libertry bell, according to recently quoted april fools lists
Dexter Fong: Syd: It's got rats in it
H Stones: i have never been called that before Poop
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Sorry the mending is so slow, Stones :-(
Hope: Oh, it's a HE?
syr sydd fudd: our best to lili, doc
cease: guys and non-guys, lili
Bunnyboy: A comprensive CD box on Nick Danger material has been in the talking stages for over a year.
Bubba's Brain: Hope -- Firesign hopes to put out a box set of Nick Danger-ous material.... thus "Danger Box"
Mudhead: Hi doc n lili
Principalpoop: cricket stones
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: I thought that was the Walton Family, cease ;-)
Hope: Gotcha, thanks
H Stones: Gall Stones yes
H Stones: and occasionally Crows are stoned
Hope: Can someone give Poop a smack on the back of his head please
cease: the last time austin was here, he talked about it but for some reason didnt have Down Under Danger on it
Bob D Catsup: My wife has a Danger Box
Principalpoop: keith said he was joking about snorting his dad's ashes with some cocaine
Bob D Catsup: (One for Stones) She also has a danger Mouse.
cease: too much information, bob
Hope: Actually I think volley ball stones might be more accurate...
H Stones: its probably one of the few things he hasnt snorted
Hope: LOL on the ashes
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Yeah, I saw that Poop. Pretty wild story
Merlyn: I have a dangermouse videotape
Honey Sanchez: lol stones
cease: arthur's been snorted?
Principalpoop: i believed it, before he said he joked
Merlyn: I always wanted them to do a Prisoner parody episode
Bubba's Brain: Look Back In Danger.
syr sydd fudd: well, no one has ever accused keith richards of being eccentric
Bob D Catsup: So how you doin Honey?
cease: bet ne never expected that when he was winning all those tennis tournaments
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: That would be pretty cool, Merl
Hope: Poop you are as gullible as I am
cease: bub, is that the name of the danger set?
cease: that's very good
Dexter Fong: Honey: How's your Appatite?
Honey Sanchez: pretty bueno, bobd 'n yerself??
doctec: i am not a free man, i am a number!
Bubba's Brain: No, just my joke. Would be a good name though.
Bob D Catsup: The Hat Box
Bunnyboy: A prime number?
Hope: Sorry you missed the bagels, Honey. Any left Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Hope and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
Principalpoop: i would not want to called number 2, sounds like a jack parr joke
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The Fedora Collection
Honey Sanchez: it is a nice blue green, dex thanx for axin =)
doctec: catherwood, your ears are on fire!
Hope: You make me hot too Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood gives Hope hot too.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear doctec
Bob D Catsup: Half a Bagle, Dont mind if I do
Merlyn: the nick danger casebook
cease: is catherwood left? i thought he voted for reagan
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside cease and says "My ears are burning..."
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, give Hope an Everything Bagel.
||||||||| Catherwood hands hope an everything bagel.
doctec: caterwood can't hear me because his ears are on fire
Bunnyboy: In the Nick of Danger
Principalpoop: nick danger cookbook, that would sell
syr sydd fudd: well, I can't stay any later tonight. but please give my regards to the firesign theatre. great to see you all!
Bob D Catsup: mmmmmmmmmm an everything Bagel
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Hope: Do you uant half a beagle on that bagel Bob D
H Stones: If anyone is interested in the BBC radio play about Spike Milligan and the last day sof the Goons, heres the link https://www5.sendthisfile.com/d.jsp?t=PuzGtGscK8VhCAqzSh4VtBai
doctec: thanks syd - drop by again real soon!
Principalpoop: good luck to sydd and llan
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, give Hope an Anythynge Bagel.
||||||||| Catherwood brings hope an anythynge bagel.
Merlyn: the nick danger delusion
Bunnyboy: brb. Wifey break.
Bob D Catsup: I can only give my reguards to B'way
Dexter Fong: Night llan
Hope: Hasta la vistat Syr
Principalpoop: no no, don't break the wifey
cease: will that link be there for awhile, stones?
Mudhead: When'd we get ice cream?
Honey Sanchez: gnite llan have a good week
Bob D Catsup: Mine is plastic and unbreakable
Hope: Catherwood you are too sweet, sugar.
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Hope and mumbles "oh, fuck off Hope!"
cease: llan
H Stones: four days to go i think cease
Principalpoop: rocky road ice cream?
Merlyn: thanks stones, I'm downloading it into my pants now
Bubba's Brain: They'll put anythynge and everything on a bagel these days.
Hope: Thanks for the complimentary Bagel Cease
Merlyn: catherwood, give me an adjective
||||||||| Catherwood gives Merlyn an adjective.
doctec: ah, bitsite spam - may be my fault, i should have a filter set up for that domain, lemme check
Hope: I have been dumped on...
Bubba's Brain: He gives it to you slowly.
Dexter Fong: Hope: Bet you didn't see that one coming =))
doctec: be right back
Bob D Catsup: Oooh Catherwood said Fuck. I am closing my eyes now tell me when it is over
||||||||| Catherwood closings Bob D Catsup's eyes tell me when it is over.
Bubba's Brain: He gives it to you -- "slowly".
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Catherwood can be very testy at times, Hope. Don't take it personally ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside LeftRev.Tweenstormer and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, LeftRev.Tweenstormer!"
Bob D Catsup: Oh fuck off Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Bob D Catsup
Hope: ROTFLOL Not by a mile
cease: 600 what?
Hope: Thanks Rev
Principalpoop: got it stones
Bubba's Brain: The 600. What, are they doing a sequel?
H Stones: cool PP
Bob D Catsup: No, no, 600 Watts
Dexter Fong: 600 Class A watts
Hope: Uhh Clem, Catherwood told me to fuck off.
||||||||| Catherwood tolds Hope to fuck off.
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The new iPod?
Bubba's Brain: Hi, back.
Principalpoop: that C is a card, he is the whole deck
Bob D Catsup: Catherwood? That heel has no soul, he probabaly gets a boot from kicking people around.
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Bob D Catsup and mumbles "Did you need me?"
Hope: I will just wear my garter belt next time, that's all
Principalpoop: hehe she said garter belt hehe
Bubba's Brain: Your garter falling down?
Hope: Then we'll see what's what
Bob D Catsup: Catherwood gets Bob a three finger mickey
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Bob D Catsup and asks "Someone mention my name?"
Dexter Fong: and who's who
H Stones: dont get carried away Poop
Bubba's Brain: and where's where.
Hope: OOhhhh he's playing TV or Not TV
Principalpoop: i hide stones, no worries
Bob D Catsup: Garter Snake
Bubba's Brain: Which is it?
ah,clem: catherwood, please give Hope an nice garder belt of scotch
||||||||| Catherwood gives hope an nice garder belt of scotch.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, tell a vision
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Three Faces of Al, I do believe, Hope...
Hope: Hope takes a long snort and sticks her tongue out at Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Hope and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
Mudhead: Dear Friends, Im turning in, g'night Dear Freinds
Bob D Catsup: I see a tower, a tower of Power. What an eyefill
Merlyn: catherwood, say you're sorry
||||||||| Catherwood says "you're sorry"
Hope: Want to bet, Rev?
cease: i hope the danger box does include Down Under Danger
Principalpoop: keep well mud
H Stones: must you got so early Mud
cease: so few people have heard that.
Dexter Fong: Night Muddie
||||||||| Honey Sanchez is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:08 PM.
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: lol Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to LeftRev.Tweenstormer and says "Did you want me?"
Hope: Just that little clip "Miss Information"
Bob D Catsup: Later Mud
cease: michael packer did a fine job on that
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:08 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mudhead by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Hope: Seeya next time Mudhead
H Stones: take care Mud
Principalpoop: gird my what ahh, clem?
doctec: ok folks, i'm fading fast - gonna get some shuteye very soon - y'all have a good one
ah,clem: still have not found that disk Cat, still looking
Bubba's Brain: Nite Doc.
Hope: Oh so Catherwood's a sadist, hey?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Hope
Principalpoop: good luck doc, super news
doctec: with any luck i'll have good news on the job front next week
Bob D Catsup: Doc always a pleasure
H Stones: oh no, its a stampede
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Best to you and Lili, Doc...
doctec: ttfn ttyl nytol etc
sits at the bar sultrily nursing her drink while slipping off her manolo blahniks
cease: good luck with job, doc
Hope: Thanks for stopping by Doc
doctec: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....................
||||||||| Outside, the 10:09 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Honey Sanchez coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| At 10:09 PM, doctec hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: Night doc, and continued good thoughts for you and Lili
ah,clem: gird your grid for the big one
Hope: Yep. My copy of TV seems to have been a pirated preview copy that wound up in a CA record store
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| syr sydd fudd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: I thought you said that, just yanking your chain
Dexter Fong: WB Honey
Honey Sanchez: wow i think i just fell through a wormhole
Bob D Catsup: Shameless Plug night
Hope: How can you choke Honey AFTER you've thrown her out the window?
Principalpoop: wb honey, ahhh tequla
Bob D Catsup: http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=825951
Bubba's Brain: You find any worms?
Honey Sanchez: 6thanks dex one minute i was sitting at the bar nursing my drink and slipping off my manolo blahniks the next i was coughing bus fumes
Bob D Catsup: Honey is a survivor and speaking of Survivor...
Hope: Poop are you hiding out in Mexico now?
Hope: LOL Honey
Principalpoop: if I tell you, i will have to find someplace else to hide
Bob D Catsup: My Cousins son(Named after me) was on Survivor
Dexter Fong: afk jam
Hope: This is better than a twelve-step program
Bob D Catsup: Amazon
Principalpoop: i though you were kissing barry manelo
Bubba's Brain: He's named "Me"?
Honey Sanchez: ooooooh catherwood please give me a footrub
||||||||| Catherwood gives Honey Sanchez a footrub.
Bubba's Brain: Survivor -- Amazon.com.
Hope: Just hide in that giant bottle of scotch Poop
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: For those of us trying to give up Reality, Hope ;-)
Honey Sanchez: mmmmmmmmm
Honey Sanchez: hehe she said scotch poop hehe
Bubba's Brain: Or hide in a giant bottle of poop scotch.
H Stones: if i can find some reality, i will consider giving it up
Bob D Catsup: Rob Cesternino came in third, made loads of money and didnt remember who I was when I held out my hand to shake...........him down
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Quite, lol
Principalpoop: i can't swim and I don' t drink anymore, I will hide in plain sight like the sherlock story
Hope: It's too dark out there in reality
Honey Sanchez: catherwood please serve up a big ol plate of steaming reality for stones
||||||||| Catherwood serves up a big ol plate of steaming reality for stones.
H Stones: Poop Scotch, wow they make it out of some strange things nowadays Bubba
Bob D Catsup: I meant his hand, thats it , his hand
H Stones: this reality is still frozen in the middle, you need to fix that microwave Honey
Hope: It's tastier than Bear Whizz
Dexter Fong returns a realizes he's a full page behind
Principalpoop: reality is a crutch
Hope: Why don't we set up our own still?
H Stones: thats quite a wide behind Dex
Bob D Catsup: "I am in this little box."
Hope: Uh-oh, I hear a siren
Honey Sanchez grumbles about baked reality and shoves it back in the microwave
Bubba's Brain: Your reality is chafing my underarms, Pp.
Principalpoop: it is a sparkling rose
Hope: It heats up faster if you put it between your legs
Principalpoop: jelly jelly bubba
ah,clem: may I rape your cat... err take your hat? LOL
Hope: LOL
ah,clem: great line
Honey Sanchez: hope if i put it between my legs it would vaporize
cease: not necessarily
Dexter Fong: I really like 3 faces of al..Austin is magnificent
Bob D Catsup: Look, people think I am stupid but I will have you know I went to Prinston and Yale
Hope: That's ok Honey there's lots more where that came from
ah,clem: sure is
Principalpoop: reality between the gams of a beautiful dame
cease: ah, vapourizers.
Bubba's Brain: Personally, I don't want whats between my legs to vaporize.
Bob D Catsup: Oops, Prison and Jail
cease: have a volcano
Hope: Bob D I think you're INTELLIGENT
Honey Sanchez: lol bubba
H Stones: Princeton and Yale ?? well i suppose if your thrown out of one you must try the other Bob
Bob D Catsup: Na, I am in S.C.
Hope: Ahh Clem your libido is exposed
Principalpoop: but catsup is spelled ketchup
Honey Sanchez: not so good but not so hard
Bob D Catsup: Hope, You are a good one
Dexter Fong finally cathes up
ah,clem: shh,
Bob D Catsup: Ok, I will try harder to catch up
Principalpoop: good, bring me up to date fong
Hope: Hope smiles and dresses up in the compliment
Bubba's Brain: Red Road. Red Road.
H Stones: its the 21st Century Poop
cease: hard ketchup? that's the problem with bottles
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, bring Principalpoop a tall leggy redheaded date
||||||||| Catherwood gives principalpoop a tall leggy redheaded date.
Principalpoop: redrum redrum, that movie still scares me
Hope: I hope she drools
Bob D Catsup: Yeah, I went to school, stupid, and came out the same way.....jeeze, that ole gag
Principalpoop: she will after hehe hehe
Honey Sanchez: hmmmmm where IS nancy???
Bubba's Brain: go to youtube and check out the remixed trailer for it, Pp.
Hope: LOL Poop
Bob D Catsup: WHO???
Dexter Fong: Wedding bells are breaking up that ole gag of mine
Principalpoop: who's tube?
Honey Sanchez: lol dex
Hope: I think Catherwood has the tube
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Hope and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
Bob D Catsup: Wha?
cease: the zeppelin tube?
Principalpoop: i slipped my disco
cease: it can only be used for good or evil
Hope: You tried that on me before Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ons Hope before.
Dexter Fong tests Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
Bob D Catsup: I used to spoon her until she gaged me with it
ah,clem: "he does not know any good knots, and I don't know any good gags"
Hope: So try this match instead
Bubba's Brain: Pp -- http://youtube.com/watch?v=Gf7h6o3I8yw
cease: or is that the toothpaste tube
Dexter Fong: That's okay clem, not everyone has to be funny
Hope: Good, Catherwood needs to be tested--and tuned up
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Hope and asks "Someone mention my name?"
Bob D Catsup: Ah Clem, I live that line
Bob D Catsup: I love that line
Hope: I love that live
Dexter Fong: Bab: I preferred the first version
cease: beats death
Bob D Catsup: I live that line but quit about twenty years ago
Hope: That lymph?
ah,clem: the butler takes some getting used to
Bob D Catsup: the Pause that refreshes
Hope: Hope says fuck off Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Hope
Dexter Fong: Bob: Just keep walking that line
Bob D Catsup: and a smile
Principalpoop: nice trailer
H Stones: dont get too familiar with the staff Clem
ah,clem: and don't say his name in vain, it can get fugly
Bob D Catsup: "What happened to his nose?"
Hope: Well Catherwood started it
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Hope
Principalpoop: robots rules of order
Bubba's Brain: They also did a nice remix trailer for Titanic.
H Stones: hes just returned from Rome, Bob
cease: it just returned from rome
Dexter Fong: Thank you judge
H Stones: lol
Bob D Catsup: Roberts Rules of disorder
Principalpoop: point of order mister catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Principalpoop
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, take five
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Dexter Fong
H Stones: quit the pretense Catherwooed
Hope: Wind him up and give him a good kick Poop
Bob D Catsup: 'catherwood, unzips his pants to let you in for the biggest'
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Bob D Catsup
H Stones: me next
Hope: And hold the anchovies
Dexter Fong: Put the boot in Stones
Principalpoop: wind up stones
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Was thinking the other days that we haven't heard much from Dr. Headphones recently...
Bob D Catsup: Glad to now I think.........
H Stones: take your hands off my anchovies Hope
Dexter Fong: Tween: I was thinking that tonight
Principalpoop: now hold them over here
ah,clem: catherwood, please hold the anchovies
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to ah,clem and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Hope: Sorry, how about sharing?
H Stones: sorry, I 'm a bit possessive
ah,clem: lol
Hope: Don't ring down the curtain yet
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Think I'll send him an email just to see if he's doing OK
Dexter Fong: Stones: Those aren't anchovies, they're organic sand dabs
Bunnyboy: hey, 3 FACES OF AL. Long time no hear.
Hope: Anyone else being missed tonight Rev?
H Stones: i was afraid of that Dexter
Principalpoop: i need more of it, it still moves too fast
Bunnyboy: Lovely engineering job on this one.
ah,clem: catherwood, please give Mr. Stones his anchovies back
||||||||| Catherwood gets mr stones his anchovies back.
Hope: Never did like sandies. Do you have crabs?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: He's the only regular that hasn't been around for a while, ecpt maybe our blind college student friend Dave
Principalpoop: no, my shorts are just too tight
H Stones: Dave was here a couple of weeks back
Hope: I don't remember ever hearing 3 Faces of Al
Honey Sanchez: dave was her elast week, tween
Dexter Fong: Easy to confuse, my Dear Holmes...the simalrity in the dorsal configuration...the same rather glazed look to the eyeballs..
Bob D Catsup: hope, dont get sore
cease: i have some crab canneloni in the oven
Hope: Is it a separate album?
ah,clem: Dave was here a couple weeks ago
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: It is well-done, Bunny
cease: dave was here last week, wasnt he?
Bunnyboy: "We're greedy ghosts in a hobo jungle. And let's go..."
Principalpoop: dave? daves not here man
H Stones: lol
cease: kend must be busy truckin
Bob D Catsup: lol Poop
Bunnyboy: "Broken teeth of a dogyard fence? That STINKS!"
ah,clem: oh, guess it was last week
Hope: Yeah boy, greedy and stingy too
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Probably the case, Cat
Bunnyboy: "I hate crickets."
Hope: Next time I'll leave my hors deurves home
Principalpoop: ceck the ceese log
ah,clem: Ken did email to let everyone know he is ok but busy, think that was 3 weeks ago
Dexter Fong: "Hooo" "Hoooo"
Hope: Crickets on toast aren't that bad
Bob D Catsup: Yeah, their not Cricket
||||||||| Bambi sashays in at 10:29 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: good to hear, clem
Principalpoop: caw caw
Hope: Poop how much have you had now?
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi
Bunnyboy: hiya Bambi
Honey Sanchez: heya bambi =)
Principalpoop: ahhh bambi kiss
Bob D Catsup: BAMBI
Bubba's Brain: Bam Bam!
Bambi: howdy! Home again! Yea!
Hope: Hey Bambi, what keptya?
Merlyn: hey bambi
H Stones: Hi Bambi
Principalpoop: huh? what? aahh eh?
ah,clem: welcome home deer
Bambi: great to see you all!
Bob D Catsup: lol Ah
Bambi: thanks Clem ... good to be home
Hope: Anybody got any Boobiechews?
Dexter Fong: BAMBI: Surely you must tire of this adulation...let me take you someplace quiet
Bunnyboy: I gotta fly. Buzz buzz!
Principalpoop: you can see me? that wig was just for laughs...
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Bambi: lol
Merlyn: try http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4361563.stm Hope
Bob D Catsup: Keep your wig wam
Hope: Bye bye BB
Merlyn: cya bboy
Bambi: see ya Bunny!
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny and I hate Owls too
Bambi: hi to Mrs. Bunny
cease: by bun
Honey Sanchez: keep on hoppin, bunny c ya next week
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Evenin' Bambi. How's Billburg treatin' ya?
Bob D Catsup: Bubba's brain is the boss
Bubba's Brain: bye Bb
Hope: LOL Merlyn
Principalpoop: how bob
cease: bambi
Hope: ACK, that link whizzed by
||||||||| "Hey Bunnyboy!" ... Bunnyboy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:31 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Bob D Catsup: Because his brain was just two tents
Principalpoop: bubba going too? night BB
Dexter Fong: Hope: All the links are collected on the log of this show...same addy
Merlyn: you can scroll back if you press the 'log' link at the bottom
Bambi: could be worse Tween ... getting chilly weather now though
Bob D Catsup: its a wigwam, its a teepee
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Click on the Log link at the bottom of the page, Hope...
Bubba's Brain: Not me.
Hope: Gotcha, thanks
Principalpoop: go outside to teepee
Bambi: welcome Hope ... we all can use some Hope :-)
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Yeah, weird. It's getting down to 35 at night on Saturday here.
Dexter Fong: Hope: All logs are stored archived I mean
Principalpoop: ahh ok, i get so confused
H Stones: anyone got a map of North Haven, Connecticut handy ?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Called the Cheese Log
Principalpoop: we had over 80 monday and maybe snow tomorrow night
Merlyn: all the thursday night chats, not the other nights, unless I do it manually
Bob D Catsup: Listen squirt, urine my territory now
Dexter Fong: Tween: Gonna get down to mid 30's here in NYC
Honey Sanchez hands stones her thomas guide
Merlyn: lol bob
Principalpoop: come along peacefully bob
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Well, the last snap before Spring really gets going probably Dex
Bob D Catsup: Merl, I need a spel cheque and fast
Hope: ROTFLOLOL I just checked that link
Bambi: I think Google Maps, Yahoo Maps and Mapquest would work, no? Or looking for a paper one that lets you see streets in a larger view?
Hope: Yeah we had snow here earlier today
H Stones: thanks Bambi, its just that Nino dumped me here and drove off fast
Hope: Know what? I lost my passport yesterday
Principalpoop: wow
Bubba's Brain: Same here... not much though.
Principalpoop: one of the new ones? with a fecal, urine, blood, dna sample included?
Bambi: brrrrr! thought a chance of april snow was bad enough for tomorrow night in Dixie country
Dexter Fong: Hope: Did Airport security take it from you forcibly
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: That's OK Hope. Just go down to the local police and get your new RFID implant...
H Stones: you forgot the dabs and lock of hair PP
Bambi: Nino dumped you ... wow, can't trust those bots
Bob D Catsup: Where is Dixie Country
Principalpoop: we don't do that yet stones, we are a free country
H Stones: Free just a Dollar PP ?
Hope: Fortunately not. It's good until 2010
Dexter Fong: Stones: YOu can't put a sand dab in a passport...it's not allowed
Hope: So they can't clone me until then
Bambi: I think it's the sunny south isn't it?
Principalpoop: ok, not free, but reasonable to rent
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: You've been out of the country for a while, haven't you Poop? lol
Dexter Fong: Bpb D: A hint, it's not north
Bambi: expecting some monoliths in 2010 Hope?
Principalpoop: i am not a liberty to discuss that tween
Bob D Catsup: I am in South Carolina and it got thirty here today, yeterday it was 80
cease: that was the best crab canneloni i've ever eaten
Principalpoop: what is crab canneloni?
Hope: No but maybe our govt is
Dexter Fong: Cat: Who's the chef
Bob D Catsup: I have eaten and got the crabs once, but not the best
Principalpoop: cheese something I guess
Dexter Fong: He shot herself...one of the greatest lines ever
Bambi: brrrrrr, Bob .. was in the 50s in Williamsburg, VA today, I think
Hope: Well you take a tunnel of crabs I think
cease: a local cheese store called Les Amis de Frommage just began selling frozen dinners they make
Bob D Catsup: yeah WTF is up wit dat?
Hope: Do you hear something bubbling?
Bambi: steamed crabs much better I think
Bob D Catsup: do dah, do dah
cease: this was astonishing. i thought the eggplant thing i had last night was unbeatle but this beat it
Principalpoop: a tunnel? i thought it was a herd of crabs or a tickle
Hope: Poop are you drooling in the hot tub?
Dexter Fong: Hope: It's not drool
cease: its the herbs
Principalpoop: yes, and making my own bubble bath hehe
Hope: Cease have you had an unbeatle?
Hope: I thought those were an endangered species...
Bob D Catsup: hmmmm, wite pearls of herb
Hope: Oh, Dexter, so he always claims
Dexter Fong: It's Pam Jergensen's moisturizer
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Oh oh, the 'ectrician got a hold of clem's mic...
Bob D Catsup: white even
Bambi waves at ah,clem! Thanks for the Nicky Night :-)
Hope: Just a bunch of hot air
Principalpoop: i like the eggplant with the coneheads
Dexter Fong: w/ truffles
Hope: Uh-oh
Bob D Catsup: Moolenyaun
Dexter Fong: Rug Seller
Honey Sanchez: just water ala carte for me, thanks
Hope: Uhh Clem have you electrocuted yourself?
cease: i like this more as i hear it more
Bob D Catsup: Smart Feller
cease: or someone like him?
Hope: Glad you're ok Clem
Dexter Fong: 3 faces Cat/
Bubba's Brain: zzzzzzzzap
Dexter Fong: ?
Principalpoop: stream sounds fine to me, I am lost
Hope: I am now protercted against 172,685 threats.
cease: i first heard it some time after it came out and havnet heard it much since
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour me a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood hands Bambi a toasted almond.
Hope: YAY, Bride!!!!
Bubba's Brain: Wiggle that XLR, clem
H Stones: i once was lost but now i'm found,
Bob D Catsup: I am 172,685 threats
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's a wonderful Austin extrevaganza
cease: it works better in a communal setting like this rather than alone
ah,clem: I did, lol
Principalpoop: amazing stones
Hope: That's ok I have my armor on over my garter belt
Bob D Catsup: So, Hope, radio chic or Opie and Anthony?
H Stones: i just looke around and here i was Poop
Hope: Do I really have to choose?
Dexter Fong: Hope: Then youy're overdressed for this mission soldier
Principalpoop: ahhh there is the zap
Bob D Catsup: nope worked on both shows nack in the days of wnew
Principalpoop: sounds horrible
Hope: Ok I'll take off the garter belt
Principalpoop: glad you are ok ahhh, clem
Bob D Catsup: nack, I meant back
Bubba's Brain: Iron Garter -- sounds like a metal band.
Bambi: how are things across the pond Stones?
Dexter Fong: Soldiers give a 110 percent Hope
||||||||| Catherwood enters with boney close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:44 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: i like having a buzz
Dexter Fong: Hey Boney
H Stones: embarassed by Iran i think Bambi
Hope: I can't wear iron, I'm overmagnetized
Principalpoop: hi boney
Honey Sanchez: hiya boney
Bubba's Brain: Ah, Bride
cease: always boney, never skinny
Bambi: welcome boney
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give poop a buzz
||||||||| Catherwood gives poop a buzz.
Bob D Catsup: Bones Boy
Bubba's Brain: Bone -- well timed entrance.
Principalpoop: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt wow
Hope: Hope gives 110 percent, soldier.
boney: Bob Hope?
Dexter Fong: What a great choice Clem
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give Hope a 110 percent
||||||||| Catherwood hands hope a 110 percent.
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, give Dexter a boner.
||||||||| Catherwood gives dexter a boner.
Hope: Nope, Hope, Bob.
Bob D Catsup: If we got married it would be Bob Hope
Honey Sanchez: catherwood please mix me up a stiff one
||||||||| Catherwood mixes Honey Sanchez up a stiff one.
Hope: There he goes again, sheesh.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give Boney my boner
||||||||| Catherwood gets boney my boner.
Bambi: yeah, sad ... can't believe they took the uniforms and didn't allow them to wear them when they were returned
boney: catherwood give Hope a Bob
||||||||| Catherwood gives hope a bob.
Hope: If we got married it would be Hope Hope.
Bob D Catsup: Top billing? Are you younger or older then me, silly question, no one is older then me
H Stones: they went on a trip to Iran and all they got was these lousy suits
Bob D Catsup: I hope I hope
boney: Hope Springs
Hope: Thank you Catherwood, it's about time.
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's precisely 10:46 PM!"
Honey Sanchez: lol stones
cease: you marry dead people, hope?
Bambi: lol
cease: i hear that's profitable
Honey Sanchez: they plan on using those uniforms for future terrorist acts
Hope: Who's on top?
boney: Hope the eternal springhead
Hope: No, but ask the Reverend if he does.
H Stones: if the Iranians kept them they will use them to come to Britian in disguise
Bambi: isn't that supposed to be an insult or some sort of protocol issue...like a slap in the face or something?
Bob D Catsup: Ah chit, you giessed my secret, I am a dead man
Principalpoop: the iranians should have rented some rooms for them at gitmo
H Stones: we used to dream of a slap in the face Bambi
Bubba's Brain says "It is precisely 10:48 PM.
Honey Sanchez: luxury!
Hope: Anyone like to get spanked?
boney: Weren't Faith, Hope and Charity the Android Sisters?
Bob D Catsup: Helloooooo Hope
H Stones: i see that Hope springs eternal !
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give Hope a good hiding
||||||||| Catherwood gets hope a good hiding.
Principalpoop: right, when i was young...
Bob D Catsup: but wrong chat I am afriad
boney: or the Lenin Sisters?
Hope: Wow Catherwood I've almost forgiven you now.
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Hope
Bob D Catsup: Bobs sled twins
Principalpoop: it has been so long, I forget who gets spanked
Hope: It figures.
Dexter Fong: That was patty, hermione, and Lurleen
Bubba's Brain: No, but Onoffon, and Offonoff were the digital witches.
cease: Install Stalin brothers
boney: catherwood hand Hope Dali's portrait of the Lenin Sisters
||||||||| Catherwood hands hope dali's portrait of the lenin sisters.
Hope: I've got some underground Viagra...
Bob D Catsup: Butt Bongo anyone???
H Stones: so thats what they meant by handshaking Bubba
Principalpoop: saliva dali?
Bambi: flowering winter heather?
Hope: Thanks, I always did like Dahli. The way Joe Flaherty played him.
Honey Sanchez: salvia dali i thought, poop
cease: how will the moles cure their erectal dysfunction?
Bob D Catsup: Sal Dali was a freak
Dexter Fong: Hope: YOu mean Guy Dahli?
Hope: You betcha.
Principalpoop: sal had a deli, the dali deli
boney: the lenin sisters taught at Communist Martyrs High School
Bubba's Brain: 6.23 x 10 to the 23rd.
||||||||| Bob D Catsup hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bob D Catsup?! It's 10:50 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: They were easy
Hope: Maybe. Does he have a clean bill of health?
Dexter Fong: afk
cease: thats two albums they quote that police song
Hope: Otherwise I'll take a sandwich instead.
Principalpoop: ok f
boney: Lenin Sitters
cease: i hadnt noticed that before
Principalpoop: at least 2
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'LisaG', just granted probation at 10:51 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Hope: Bob I think mayonnaise is looking for you.
Bambi: Lime Sisters?
Merlyn: hello
Hope: Hi Lisa.
cease: lisa
||||||||| 10:52 PM: bob D Catscan jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
cease: gee
Bambi: welcome LisaG
ah,clem: hi Lisa
bob D Catscan: Got the boots again
Hope: Bob don't get paranoid
Bambi: b Bob, how was your catscan?
LisaG: Hey
boney: catherwood get Bob paranoid
||||||||| Catherwood brings bob paranoid.
Principalpoop: they slit linen sheets, they are the linen sheet slitter sisters
Hope: We were too talking about you while you were gone. But we still MISSED you.
Principalpoop: hi lisaG
boney: catherwood bring Bob a Second Life
||||||||| Catherwood brings bob a second life.
H Stones: i bet you cannot say that real fast Poop
Hope: Bring some ice for that paranoid please.
bob D Catscan: I am not paranoid so stop talking about me and following me home
Principalpoop: i cannot say it real slow
boney: Bob, your cat will always follow you home
Hope: Poop if you can't say "it" slow you are almost comatose
Bambi: somebody answer that phone !! lol
cease: only if it doesnt have anything better to do
ah,clem: the Cat is an agent?
Principalpoop: a man to reckon with
boney: Your cat is saying "Well? It's dinner time."
LisaG: I dont hear ringing
boney: in my ears
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give LisaG a ring
||||||||| Catherwood brings lisag a ring.
Principalpoop: lisa does not hear the ringing
Hope: Stand on your head Boney
bob D Catscan: ear rings?
Bambi: I think our Cat might be...he got root as a child ... a real prodigy
Dexter Fong: Oh you peaked Bob
Principalpoop: if your nose runs and your feet smell you must be upside down
Honey Sanchez :sits sultrily at the bar and fantasizes about nick danger's third eye
Merlyn: do da name ruby begonia ring a bell?
Honey Sanchez: hello lisa
Hope: I was rude as a child.
Principalpoop: ding ding phone number phone number
boney: catherwood give LisaG Ali
||||||||| Catherwood hands lisag ali.
cease: would make a good name for a drink, honey
Bubba's Brain: I'm gonna split -- gettin tired. Good chat everyone.
cease: what do you think would be in it?
LisaG: Hello Honey, love your name. What are you drinking?
Dexter Fong seats himself at the other end of the bar and rolls a cueball with a clumsily painted eye on it to Honey
Honey Sanchez: nite bubba have a good week
Merlyn: nite bb
Principalpoop: that will be 2 bubba brains, wow
H Stones: ok Bubba take care and see you next week
boney: Ah. Lisa and Ali G
Honey Sanchez: catherwood make lisa a stiff one
||||||||| Catherwood gives lisa a stiff one.
Bambi: lisag? is that like lasagna?
Bubba's Brain: nytol
Dexter Fong: Night Bubba
Honey Sanchez: there ya go, lisa
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:57 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bubba's Brain by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
LisaG: hmm a stiff what?
boney: nite
Bambi: night Bubba
cease: bub
Principalpoop: i like lasagna
Hope: Sweet dreams Bubba
ah,clem: don't ask
Dexter Fong: Honey: You are funny =)
Honey Sanchez: a stiff drink that's what i'm drinkin, lisa
H Stones: i am stiff in all the wrong places, must be the damp
boney: I like Ike Willis
Hope: I'm bailing out...
LisaG: oh ok
Principalpoop: wotch you talking about willis?
cease: off you bale
boney: catherwood give Hope a pail
||||||||| Catherwood gets hope a pail.
Dexter Fong: Lookin'for stiffs in all the wrong places, the clumy coroner Thursdays at nine
Bambi: good night Hope
LisaG: mighty baleful of you
Honey Sanchez: nite hope
cease: bruce willis excellent in Fast Food Nation
Principalpoop: jump down turn around
cease: starring don knotts, dex?
Hope: Thanks. I'll take it with me. Nice keepin' company with y'all.
H Stones: see ya again soon Hope i Hope
Principalpoop: it was nice to be had hope
cease: keep on hoping
Dexter Fong: Good thinking Cat
boney: Sinking on dry land. Hope must be from the White House
LisaG: me too I have to leave, Dad is wanting to go on
Bambi: haven't seen Fast Food Nation but enjoy movies with Bruce Willis
H Stones: yes Lisa, Dads do go on a bit
cease: on he goes
Dexter Fong: Night Hope, hello sadness
Honey Sanchez: awwww ok bye lisa =)
Principalpoop: come back soon lisaG, bring dad too
bob D Catscan: Oh, a fifteen year old lol
Bambi: good night LisaG
Hope: I heard that! Nowhere NEAR the White House.
boney: bye bye Hope
Dexter Fong: LisaG tell dad hi for me
Hope: See ya soon Dex
Dexter Fong: How soon Hope
Hope: and good night John Boy
H Stones: nighty night Hope
Principalpoop: don't give me that, i will meet her and msnbc and the police will be waiting again
Honey Sanchez: turn around, dex
boney: hello lonliness
Dexter Fong: I will be away next week...so's you don't worry
Hope: Next Thursday Dex?
Dexter Fong: =))
H Stones: yes Poop and you only just got out from the last incident
Hope: Awwww....
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: fong? community service again?
boney: I think that I'm gonna cry. Bye bye, Hope, bye bye
Hope: 2 weeks then?
bob D Catscan: Hope, great to meet cha
Dexter Fong: Concert of Thelonius Monk Music
Honey Sanchez: he is assigned to fill up his dumpster this week, poop
Bambi: thanks for letting us know Dex :-)
boney: bye bye happiness
Dexter Fong: Chew got it Hope
Principalpoop: all thanks to my lawyer, art holeflapper junior
Hope: Don't go too far BobD
bob D Catscan: Thelonius assault
Hope: Geez this leave-taking is exhausting...
Principalpoop: fong is actually the easter bunny, he will be resting...
bob D Catscan: I think I have gone too far
Dexter Fong: Felonish Asphalt
Hope: Thanks for the welcome Uh Clem
Bambi: purlonious assault?
bob D Catscan: Thelonius Monkey
Principalpoop: foolinginess salt and peper
bob D Catscan: Hope, I am a talker not a stalker
ah,clem: perhaps you should stay, if it is too exausting to leave
cease: the leave giving is even more so
bob D Catscan: But staying is such sweet sorrow
Honey Sanchez: lol, cat
Dexter Fong: Oooh The Deer Talker...he just stands in the woods and whispers and they come right up to him
Hope -) I am being tempted...
boney: Ever see Robert Altman's The Long Goodbye with Elliot Gould?
Dexter Fong: There's Bambi!!
cease: we're doing our job
boney: weird movie
cease: long ago, bone
bob D Catscan: Altman dies huh?
Hope: Well, Seinfeld went out on top
cease: pretty good as i recall
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Boney I did..kinda curious vision of Chandler? Hammet?
cease: so did johnny carson
bob D Catscan: died I meant
boney: Some said he died. Noir in the present day.
Dexter Fong: So did Nelson Rockerfeller
bob D Catscan: So did my last bit
cease: a good career move
Honey Sanchez: lol
Dexter Fong: But not FATTY ARBUCKLE
boney: Nick Danger didn't make that mistake
Principalpoop: i would like to be on top, if I have to go
cease: i'm not a scab. its just hard skin
Dexter Fong: Viva la helgo
bob D Catscan: I dont care, Popeye was a great movie. I am Nilsson Biast
Dexter Fong: huelgho
Dexter Fong: Whalegogh
bob D Catscan: Williams not so much
cease: whats a job to a dog
Principalpoop: aqua viva
cease: another classic line
Dexter Fong: King William's not so much
cease: come out for goodness sake
Dexter Fong: Cat: Ask Dave =))
bob D Catscan: Batman and Robin Williams
cease: no, that's kng phillip
Hope: Help!!! I've fallen and I can't get out!
cease: good point, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: As Mel Brooks once said "There's something bigger than Phil"
Principalpoop: give me your hand, or foot, or what have you...
cease: have a hand, hope. we have extras
boney: catherwood get Hope out
||||||||| Catherwood gets hope out.
bob D Catscan: So Honey, hope all is well and as for the rest of you guys hope all is well also, nothing aginst hope
Hope: Thanks.
Dexter Fong: Cather, now drag Hope back in
cease: watching maertian space party for the frist time, phil austin was so Big in those days
||||||||| Around 11:08 PM, Hope walks off into the sunset...
cease: now he seems wraithlike
Dexter Fong: CNight BOB D
Principalpoop: ciao bob
cease: bob
Honey Sanchez: si si bobbyd buenos nachos, bob
H Stones: see ya next time Bob
bob D Catscan: I feel another reincarnation instant breakfast commin on
Honey Sanchez: next week, bob have a good one
H Stones: have a good week
bob D Catscan: good nocho's to you Honey
Dexter Fong: ciao Bob ciao Bob, yad dah dah yah dah dah ..dah
Principalpoop: strawberry or chocolate?
boney: Hope followed the money out of here
: Thanks for the welcome Uh Clem
Dexter Fong: Man Clem is rocking tonight
: Thanks for the welcome Uh Clem
: Thanks for the welcome Uh Clem
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| LisaG - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop stop that
ah,clem: oooh, a ghost
bob D Catscan: I think hope is tight with the bucks and the doe is so deer these days
Merlyn: claude rains is here again
ah,clem: you are welcome
Principalpoop: yes, scared me, ewwww
Dexter Fong: Lisa Globner that's her name..i know her charity
boney: the old Paper Trail
bob D Catscan: Globners desease? Yeah I sent them a buck
Honey Sanchez: here comes claud rains again by the eurythmics, merl??
Principalpoop: neighhhh
Dexter Fong: and little Lisa spent it on Barry manelo shoes
boney: Fundraisers are a disease
cease: a buck a balk
||||||||| At 11:11 PM, bob D Catscan dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bambi: ok, after a very long night last night ... I am falling asleep at my keyboard ... see you all next time, same bat channel, same bat station! Please don't forget www.cniradio.com on saturday evening :-)
cease: apocka talk
Honey Sanchez: it's manolo blahnik, dex
H Stones: see you soon Bambi, sweet dreams
Principalpoop: sleep well sweet deer
Merlyn: yeah honey
cease: you too bambi
Honey Sanchez: niters, bambi sweet dreams little deer
Merlyn: sleep well bambino
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi..flee the Deer Whisperer is near
||||||||| Bob DiCatski steals in around 11:12 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
boney: bye bye Bambi
Principalpoop: wb bob
boney: Hi Bob
Bob DiCatski: this full throttle is awesome and I am typing a mile a second if you can't tell so dont tell anyone.
Dexter Fong: Excuse me bobby but haven't you been here for candy several time already
cease: a bob? a cat
Bob DiCatski: I love Candy
Dexter Fong: a feline...purrfectly formed and ready for food
cease: the terry southern book?
Principalpoop: why do I know that name?
Honey Sanchez: i remember ringo starr played the gardner
Bob DiCatski: But my heart belongs to Honey. "Sigh"
Dexter Fong: Poop: Candy was your first love
Bob DiCatski: lol, saw that movie
Bob DiCatski: Candy was a hoe
Dexter Fong: ..but sadly you went from candy to coke and then on to the harder studd
cease: played him for a fool
Bob DiCatski: Pun intended
Principalpoop: no no stop, it is all coming back to me now
Bob DiCatski: Yep a fool and his money, soney, if you want it....
Dexter Fong: you studded your self with stuff
Honey Sanchez wonders who the harder studd was
Principalpoop: mister Viagra
Dexter Fong introduces himself as L. Harder Stuff, man about town and suburban resident
Bob DiCatski: Still a stud, and a two by four has nothing on me
boney: Everyone was going away. It was all coming back to me
H Stones: dont be so hard on yourself Fong
cease: and now its front?
Dexter Fong: YThank you Bob Vilas
Bob DiCatski: ahhhh Home again
Principalpoop: i used to put a potato in my speedo shorts, it kept sliding to the back
Bob DiCatski: Never resorted to Viagra as of yet, knock on wood
Bob DiCatski: lol
ah,clem: put a towell over it
Merlyn: I'm going to take off too, see you folks
cease: fish n chips?
Dexter Fong: stones: well heh um.didn't think you'd noticed...yopu know how that violin playing gets me
Principalpoop: nigh M
cease: off you merl
Honey Sanchez: nite nite merlyn have a great week
H Stones: lol
||||||||| At 11:17 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
boney: cool blog cease
H Stones: bye for now Merlyn, have fun
H Stones: and thanks
boney: nite
ah,clem: g/n Merl
Dexter Fong: sheesH
boney: cease cool blog
cease: we do what we can, bone
ah,clem: did someone steal your caps lock key, Dex?
boney: blog cease cool
Dexter Fong: For some unexplained reason it StIcKs
Principalpoop: you ran the gamut boney
ah,clem :)
boney: I ran the gamut about five years ago
Principalpoop: boney gamut noo I won't do it
Bob DiCatski: Nite Merl, may you feel as fgood as you look and look as young as you feel. Wow this full throttle is great I am typing gibberish
boney: I've been running laps every since
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: f'ing good I think you mean Bob
boney: cease gamut cool poop blog
Principalpoop: pnemonia, i guess that is better than oldmonia
Bob DiCatski: i never fing food, it likes it that way
Bob DiCatski: I cant be around pnemonia it is too strong smelling
Dexter Fong: Ah like those wine and cheese get togethers
boney: noo I won't poop cease blog cool
Dexter Fong: Finger food
H Stones: National Theater of Brent -- How the Arts was done and who dune em https://www5.sendthisfile.com/d.jsp?t=SICkKVtP0dTpFCtyyAUvlZff
Bob DiCatski: Well dext, some foods need lovin too
Principalpoop: no I do not have finger bones in a box in the bottom right corner of my closet
Dexter Fong: Dune Art..See it befoe the wind comes up
H Stones: should be Done Dexter
Honey Sanchez: dune art by hasbro
Dexter Fong: and t'would it be it t'were done
Principalpoop: hey bro, nice has
Dexter Fong: why t'would be done, son
Dexter Fong: Now that the dune is done, let us dine
Bob DiCatski: I guess I really am going to leave you all. I will leave you with this to ponder. The Firesign Theatre are for or five and we, are the cast of thousands. Thanks for letting me bounce off of your great lines and...not in my face either.
H Stones: its ok Bob, just keep sending the cheques
Principalpoop: no, thank you
Bob DiCatski: Nite ah,clem boney cease Dexter Fong H Stones Honey Sanchez Principalpoop
Dexter Fong: Let's see 4 or 5 and thousands...not much to ponder
cease: bob
Bob DiCatski: PS forgot, just had a birthday saturday past. 51, eewwwww older then dirt
Principalpoop: i prefer pander to ponder
Dexter Fong: This simple algorithn will have those numbers dangin to *my* tune
Principalpoop: ahhh happy birthday bob
Bob DiCatski: i like chinese, The Pander's especialty
cease: 5 years younger than me, bob
Dexter Fong: Bob, as Cat will tell you sooner or later..I am much older
Honey Sanchez: feliz cumpleanos, roberto (((hugs)))
cease: my birthdya next week
cease: lol dex
ah,clem: have fun Bob, and come back when you can
Principalpoop: mine also, the 15th
Principalpoop: lots of rams in here
Bob DiCatski: But young at heart Dex
Honey Sanchez: see you next week, bob
Dexter Fong: Cat: Glad you liked it it was dedicated to you =_)0
Bob DiCatski: Thanks Honey, that means a lot to me coming from you
Dexter Fong: the line in the smiley is old age
Honey Sanchez smiles & blushes
Bob DiCatski: In the words of the immortal Ron Bennington and Fez Marie Whatley, C YA
Principalpoop: i thought it was a picasso face fong
cease: the ideal is to age as gracefully as you and not sink into the pit my parents have fallen into
Dexter Fong: Fez Marie, Cuzz Marie...together we eat connaloni
Principalpoop: this is all gravy, there is no logical excuse for me still being alive
Dexter Fong: Poop: Picasso was quite old and still creating like a maniac
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Graverobber's Roadshow - my favorite part of the album...
cease: eggplant instead of pasta canelloni yest, pasta full of crab tonight.
H Stones: Picasso Face Fong, is that the spanish Maffie Poop ?
cease: and this is take out frozewn food. who would have thought it could be that good?
Principalpoop: lol stones
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: What brand, Cat?
cease: Les Amis de Fromage, a local cheese shoppe
Principalpoop: huh? I had lots of fun, too much, i don't deserve so much
Dexter Fong: Los Swiss Amigos
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Oops. Guess I won't find it in the local frozen food section lol
cease: have yu stopped having fun yet?
Principalpoop: are we having fun yet?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The Friends of Cheese, eh?
cease: not unless you live in north vancouver
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Do they have a bazooki player?
cease: not yet
Principalpoop: do they ship to virginia?
boney: cease, three CDs on sale at Lodestone. We were right about the comet... We're passing the savings on to you
Honey Sanchez: they motor, poop
Dexter Fong: Okay Poop: Take three s[ankings, get on top and shout I'M FREE I;M Free...THANK THE EASTER BUNNY, I'm free
H Stones: i havnt got a bazooka Tween but i can lend you my RPG
cease: i think i have all their cds, bone
cease: oh, you mean MY cds?
Principalpoop: i can find crabs and cheese here
Principalpoop: and pasta too, virginia is better now
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: Turn that bloody RPG off!
cease: anysale is better than No sale and only reason i gave them to bubba to sell is to put coins in his pocket. now i'll just put them online, where Red Shift was before
boney: Yes!
Dexter Fong: mAYBE!!
Principalpoop: Never!
cease: or at least some of them
Dexter Fong: and still the stickiness persists
boney: I make a motion that we adjourn
Principalpoop: contrariness is the something of something
H Stones: ewwww, Boney has made a motion
boney: to the contrary
Dexter Fong: If Stickiness persists for more than 4 hours. try nail polish remover
boney: a movement
Honey Sanchez: or a blow torch
Principalpoop: wd-40
H Stones: i dont care what you call it boney, i aint cleaning it up
Principalpoop: more nick
Principalpoop: sequenchilly?
LeftRev.Tweenstormer: The Danger boxed set would be really fun, I do believe...
ah,clem: always thought those warnings were so funny, if these effects persist for more than 4 hours, see a physician immediatly, if that were true, I would have spent my teenage years in the doctor's office
boney: catherwood give Stones a mop
||||||||| Catherwood brings stones a mop.
Honey Sanchez: waiting for a nurse, ah clem???
boney: they buoys will never clean up their material
H Stones: that one floats boney
boney: but that won't stop them from cleaning up at Lodestone
boney: the 4 or 5 crazy guise, I meant to say
cease: theyve been pushing the envelope since before stamps
boney: the censors tried to stamp them out
H Stones: all enveloping eh
H Stones: well they nearly drove me postal
Principalpoop: envelope freeway, one half mile
boney: they cleaned up City Hall
H Stones: lol
boney: er, the Post Office. Which is right next to City Hall
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bob DiCatski - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: they cleaned up monty hall
boney: The Court House. Your honor, I object
boney: catherwood hand Poop a gavel
||||||||| Catherwood gives poop a gavel.
H Stones: hes a proven lawyer
Principalpoop: here comes da judge
boney: Court is adjouned until the Men's Room is repaired
H Stones: the Gay mens room has nicer curtains
Honey Sanchez watches everyone repair to the men's room
Principalpoop: soliciter, i was arrested for soliciting anyway
boney: Jurors may repair to the Ladie's Room
Principalpoop: ahhh laddie not lady
boney: Excuse me while I beat some sense into my spellchecker
Dexter Fong: Lawyers to the Laddie's Roo m
cease: doing the roomba?
H Stones: ok, and whilst you do that i will beat some tense into my grammar checker
boney: kangaroo court
boney: too much coffee causes tense problems
Dexter Fong: I shall be beating something into something
Principalpoop: i will beet my juice into oops wrong chat
H Stones: you'll go blind Dexter
Dexter Fong: quick afk
boney: tiny kangaroo down sport
Dexter Fong: I see yet
cease: no, thats dave
Principalpoop: anybody teased dave about that yet?
H Stones: I see no yet at all
Honey Sanchez: dave's not here
boney: masturbating under the influence of Viagra can make you go blind
Principalpoop: no, he is dave
boney: mork calling orson
H Stones: how do they know your under the influence of Viagra, has someone invented a Dickaliser ?
cease: i dont think dave would get cheech and chong. not his kind of humour
boney: When you go blind it's like a scarlet letter
Principalpoop: is that a ten gallon hat or are you just happy to see me?
cease: the philip k
H Stones: its a ten gallan hat PP
boney: W for wanker
Honey Sanchez: catherwood...do androids dream of electric sheep??
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Honey Sanchez and yells "My ears are burning..."
Principalpoop: stop torturing me ethel
cease: only when they're plugged in, honey
boney: catherwood hand honey an electric sheep
||||||||| Catherwood gets honey an electric sheep.
cease: did you read that book?
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Tweeny', just granted probation at 11:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: wb tween
Tweeny: IE took out OS 9...
boney: ewe got to plug in the femal
boney: the email
H Stones: and they said it couldnt be done Tween
Honey Sanchez: wb tween
Principalpoop: check your php, lsd, abc, cbs, isp
Tweeny: Just wanted to thank JL for his always great efforts on our behalf, and wish everyone a great week.
H Stones: i second that Tween
Principalpoop: good luck tween, have a super week
boney: Juan Lenin?
ah,clem: thanks, Tweeny
Principalpoop: your emails brighten my days, thanks again
H Stones: take care Tweenster see you next week
boney: that Commie Martyr
Principalpoop: and yes ditto about JL
Dexter Fong: Back atch tweeny
Principalpoop: wb fong
Tweeny: THose of you who aren't busy on Saturday evenings really should check out the Jim and Bambi Show starting at 7pm EST. Really good computer and other news, and fun in the live chat as well.
H Stones: i often listen Tween but live chat eludes me
Tweeny: Au resevoir, mateys...
cease: thanks to you too, clem
||||||||| At 11:51 PM, Tweeny rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
H Stones: o reservoir to you too
Dexter Fong: Tween: I'm almost always busy on Sat evenings
Principalpoop: penisula
boney: the Zigzag Man wuz Lenin's bastard son
Dexter Fong: A body of land surrounded by three waters
cease: me too
Principalpoop: toad away
cease: muddy?
Principalpoop: you are surrounded by three waters cat?
Dexter Fong: Night Clem, and sooo glad to have you back on the etheric highway
cease: john?
boney: disowned repossessed
Principalpoop: etheric? can we say that? I cannot say it
Principalpoop: in the aether?
H Stones: well folks its nearly five am here so i better making going noises again
Dexter Fong: Poop: Why stop now?
Honey Sanchez: i am sailing into the etheric about now, myself
cease: yeah van is water central
Principalpoop: ahh the bus departs
ah,clem: nytol, and thanks for turning us on
boney: nite H
cease: even our buildings look like boats
Principalpoop: night all
Dexter Fong: Stones: Fare well my friend, and keep an eye out for that scoundrel Moriartyo
cease: night honey
H Stones: thanks again clem
Honey Sanchez: thanks clem and nite youse guys cya next week
Principalpoop: yes, and the cocoa
||||||||| 11:54 PM -- Honey Sanchez left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Principalpoop: night honey kiss
boney: Nite Honey
Dexter Fong: Night HONEY AND MAY loose iolites sing thee to thy rest
Principalpoop: the venice of the west
H Stones: see you all next week guys and have a great week
Principalpoop: night all, have a super week
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's venus
H Stones: TTFN
Dexter Fong: Night Hem
cease: sounds like the ad for substitute water in Idiocracy
Principalpoop: how is venus?
boney: I'm off the write the screenplay Devil's Advocate 2: the Phil Spector trial
||||||||| "Hey ah,clem!" ... ah,clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
cease: full of venusians
Dexter Fong: Ersaltz Seltzer
cease: off we drift
boney: Los Angeles is a good locatoin
||||||||| H Stones is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:55 PM.
cease: too bright for me
Dexter Fong: It comes in dark bottles
boney: Chef Antoine's is a good loca
boney: tion
Dexter Fong: And a good loca Chef was Antoines
||||||||| boney says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, boney exits at 11:56 PM.
cease: see yall next on my birthday
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, call me a cab
||||||||| Catherwood calls Dexter Fong a cab.
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 11:57 PM train to British Columbia.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, ca;; me your sugar daddy
||||||||| Catherwood s Dexter Fong your sugar daddy.
Dexter Fong: well i guess it's about over..theyve played all the songs and fired the works
Dexter Fong: Night poop
||||||||| Dexter Fong is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:58 PM.
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| LeftRev.Tweenstormer - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 12:24 AM, dragging Bob D Whizard by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Bob D Whizard: Ah Clem, the little sailor is the last guy and he is weird with a beard. Don't bother hitching up the horses its all downhill from here. Oh look out, here he comes. Ah huh,
||||||||| Catherwood ushers boney into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 12:26 AM, then departs.
boney: http://www.ikewillis.com/ike%20bio.htm
Bob D Whizard: The balls are clearing again, the right one is the sun and the left one, the moon. Lets put what you want between them and your future begins. I see, you are, a sailor.
||||||||| boney rushes off, saying "12:27 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Bob D Whizard: Boney, is that your webpage?
||||||||| At 12:28 AM, Bob D Whizard rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Barney close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 12:28 AM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the sitting room.
Barney: Well, I thank you all for the chat tonight and oh yeah, it was well worth a dollar.
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Barney - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Uncle Posterspam enters at 1:25 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Uncle Posterspam:
Glorious Great New Employment

for Government watching


Welcome to my web site! If my picture disappears from here, it is because I am wearing invisible underwear. NOT! You might be happy to know that I was recently released from captivity in Iran, where I had journeyed to celebrate new year of the fiery Chinese red hot pig, my new little old lady, a former little woman herself, and to sell to crazy scientists great gift of enriched plutonium I was given by female astronaut wearing diapers in America who had travelled to Florida from State of Texas I have in my travel bag. What I got here, I don't know, and how. Call me Rubber Duckee. Glorious gift of President of U.S., (pronounced: yew ass) is in return for my work as secret agent, who promised British pound sterling silver, where and when I am returning to Khazakstan origin of the Khazaks (pronounced: Cossacks)? ALSO NOT!! Is big JOKE! Ha-ha!! Why is spoon so LITTLE? Here is RIDDLE! Why is cable to Black Hole of Calcutta like FISH NET? Answer: To pick up PAY PER VIEW! See you in funny papers! Love YOU too. Borat. Click HERE to visit my TRAILER!

||||||||| Uncle Posterspam rushes off, saying "1:25 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 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."

The Evening's Participants:

Bob D Cat
bob D Catscan
Bob D Catsup
Bob D Whizard
Bob DiCatski
Bubba's Brain
Dexter Fong
H Stones
Honey Sanchez
syr sydd fudd
Uncle Posterspam
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