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 December 27, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:28 PM and DJTween sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| New notice: 'There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 8pm CST this evening. Listen at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
||||||||| Thwenny enters at 8:30 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| cs enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
DJTween: Hey cease
DJTween wonders if Dexter is snowed in
cs: just got the sound on.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 27, 2012 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
cs: sounded like austin
DJTween: Yeah. playing the Jimmy Carter tune that got fudged last week
cs: i remember this
DJTween: bonus track on Fighting Clowns
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:01 PM, dragging Principalpoop by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
DJTween: Hey P
DJTween: How's the weather?
Principalpoop: hay is for horses
cs: i dont know it from that, i think from one of thier other things
DJTween: how clever
cs: hi poop
Principalpoop: not me, got any reefer?
DJTween: Could be from Roller Maidens, but wasn't
cs: maybe the npr election thing they did
Principalpoop: the sandpipers singing saturday morning, how innocent
Principalpoop: the voice of tween, just a little cool here, no big weather deal here
DJTween: good to hear
DJTween: The Ohio Valley sure got socked
cs: i remember listening to this a lot around xmas 72
Principalpoop: i have not seen the news
DJTween: It isn't on Papoon, cease
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Merlyn close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:04 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
DJTween: Hey Merl
Merlyn: hardly anything happened in MN
cs: hi merl
Merlyn: hey
Principalpoop: go stunt the trees catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes stunt the trees.
Merlyn: we have "stunt trees" to do what's too dangerous for our regular trees
DJTween: hehe
Principalpoop: firs and conifirs?
Principalpoop: spruce
Merlyn: saw an elm make an ash of himself
cs: this reminds me of a song i've been listening to lately, from supersession. you don't love me baby. steve stillls etc
cs: phases in and out like this
Principalpoop: was it supertramp singing about the oaks taking all the sun?
DJTween: Th elm fonged himself?
Principalpoop: hey beech
Principalpoop: come here birch
Principalpoop: playing with the stereo, how gauche lol
cs: isnt eds for threads mentioned in a frank zappa song?
Merlyn: and the reverbverbverb
Principalpoop: moving from left to right and back for no apparent reason
cs: fun with drugs
Principalpoop: yes, the innocence of youth
DJTween: Drugs?? Surely not...
DJTween: They're high on life and a full tank of gas!
Principalpoop: certainly yes, and don't call me shirley
DJTween: hehe
Principalpoop: edmund?
Merlyn: edmund's scientific
Merlyn: a magazine and a complete sentence
DJTween: Well, he's no Einstein
Principalpoop: complete sentence with no parole
DJTween: This really was quite a collage
DJTween: Saw the tour live at GWU in DC in '73, I think
DJTween: might have been '72
Principalpoop: 73? was that real? not just a story?
DJTween: Lisner Auditorium
Principalpoop: i thought the cia seeded the skies and water with LSD until 75 or so
cs: the toured a lot more intheir early days
DJTween: So, that's what it was...
||||||||| 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 Dexter Fong gets out at 9:23 PM.
DJTween: There he is!
Principalpoop: fong lands
cs: and speaking of early days....
Principalpoop: dis joint ted
Dexter Fong: Hello Dear Friends
cs: this is well written
cs: unlike the album
Principalpoop: stream of self consciousness whimsy is my middle name
Thwenny: Not Insane review - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-rv
cs: i think cuz it was so patched together, not a coherent whole like the studio albums
Principalpoop: what is the rod fong?
Dexter Fong: Dunno if the review mentioned it, but substantial portions of Not Insane are excerpted from Dear Friends, Let's Eat
DJTween: Yes, I could see how the other components could have been made into full albums, as Anythynge was
Merlyn: it's near the castle aaaauuuuugggh
Dexter Fong: In the land of Ohh Blah Dee
Principalpoop: nephew, gesundheit
cs: hows the blizzard, dex?
Dexter Fong: Not very much Cat
Dexter Fong: A little snow, some rain, a lotta wind
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:32 PM and late as usual, it's Pitts-Rheumy, just back from Funfun Town."
Dexter Fong: Hey P-R
cs: i went outside today for the first time in a week.
cs: hi pitts
Pitts-Rheumy: Hey, all, the snow and such
Merlyn: hi pitts
Principalpoop: enchante pitts
Pitts-Rheumy: Thanks much
Pitts-Rheumy: More snow next week, and more cold, or colder .
Principalpoop: i am he of who he speaks
cs: and i live in the warm part of canada
Pitts-Rheumy: left of the iceberg?
Dexter Fong: Not much
Dexter Fong: global warming]
Principalpoop: nickisan
cs: when i first met ossman, i asked him about this album and he said the lads were worried about japanese influence taking over la. i found that preposterous
Dexter Fong: Well they've certainly taken over my neighborhood
cs: compared to american influence on japan
DJTween: Well, at one time, Japan did own 45% of all commercial real estate in LA
Dexter Fong: That was before Pearl Harbor
DJTween: I agree about the cultural influence of the US on Japan, for sure
cs: yes, sushi has taken over your country. maybe the worst food in a japanese menu
Pitts-Rheumy: Oss was about six or seven, with the incampments
cs: yes tween i think that's what ossman was referring to.
cs: japan used to be rich. long ago
Pitts-Rheumy: Gov stole it all
cs: i lived in japan and with japanese people for a long time. there really is no comparison
Pitts-Rheumy: A blessing in disguise
cs: radio prison could have been a good riff
Pitts-Rheumy: Something like 'P'
Principalpoop: cheek and chong did the kamikazee skit with japanese accents too
cs: waiting for the radio prisoner or someone like him
Pitts-Rheumy: A captive audience
cs: literary smart guy,defines firesign as well as anything
Principalpoop: you thinking of V? by pynchon
DJTween: yes it does, cease
Dexter Fong: Or "m" with Peter Lorraine
Dexter Fong: Lorrie
Pitts-Rheumy: Wear out no, until yes remains?
Principalpoop: dial M for rotoono murder
Pitts-Rheumy: Al Ces Lor . . .
Dexter Fong: In Ces Tor
cs: sounds like latin
Principalpoop: or greek
Dexter Fong: It's a summoning chant, like poop used to get Merlyn last week
Principalpoop: there is no one to blame, you know he's not insane
Pitts-Rheumy: Amerikan Slang
Dexter Fong: American Slag
Pitts-Rheumy: Proc's insane, occasionally
cs: isnt that a ref to eagleton or whatever mcgoverns' vice president was
Principalpoop: iknay apnay
Pitts-Rheumy: Spiro Aggie?
Dexter Fong: It's me!!!!
cs: that was nixons. he wasnt insane, just corrupt
Principalpoop: who could forget?
Dexter Fong: Cat: He *was* a bit paranoid
Dexter Fong: but who's counting
Principalpoop: praying to the portrait of lincoln, tricky was a loon too
cs: yes it is, tween
Principalpoop: i am also what?
cs: agnew, not nixon
Dexter Fong: Get down on your knees with me, Henry
Principalpoop: ahh ok yes cat
cs: eagleton at least had a certificate of not insanity
Dexter Fong: I think it was forged
Thwenny: Immortality - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-rv
Principalpoop: spiro was crazy too, you nihlist numbing noobies of news is how he talked
Pitts-Rheumy: ' have an Agnew watch somewhere, it says, you can hear it poilticking
cs: only when someone was writing for him
Principalpoop: really? he said the words properly lol
DJTween: Spiro 'No Lo Contendre' Agnew
DJTween: He was Governor Of Maryland when I was living there
Merlyn: wow, I didn't know maryland had a governor
DJTween: I guess that's two serious political f'-ups I need to apologize for ;)
Pitts-Rheumy: Probably two pentions
cs: reagan was gov of cal when i lived there. was spiro worse?
DJTween: Spiro was more obviously corrput
Pitts-Rheumy: The man with the Raygun
Dexter Fong: Spiro was a student film compared to Ronnie
Merlyn: I hate corrpution
cs: lol
Principalpoop: reagan was lucky, never knew he had alzheimers hehe
Principalpoop: marshmellows that taste like pork
DJTween: You know Dex, I really think Ronnie was a front-man. He believed what he said in public, but his administration was doing the opposite behind his back.
DJTween: I can believe that he knew nothing about Iran-Contra until after the fact
Dexter Fong: Uh Tween.......I'm not really sure how to respond to that
DJTween: When he was going around saying, "Well, I don't know...", he wasn't kidding
DJTween: He had Alzheimer's :/
Dexter Fong: Late in his life
DJTween: I'm a lot more angry at people like North and Poindexter
Dexter Fong: He was a front man for Nancy
DJTween: hehe
Dexter Fong: She was the one with the agenda
DJTween: who made Presidential appointments by consulting an astrologer
DJTween: 'Mommie'
DJTween: A man his age calling his wife 'mommie' is cause for concern
DJTween: He should have stuck to making Bedtime For Bonzo movies
Dexter Fong: Yeah, now if he called her "mamma" or even better "mammcita" he'd a been cool
DJTween: Our first 'acting president'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: i hope they can clone him from his nose
Pitts-Rheumy: Or selling Boraxo
DJTween: yeah
DJTween: Didn't say I liked hm
Pitts-Rheumy: or Philco TV's
Dexter Fong: Glad to hear that Tween =))
DJTween: The FST song Reagan on Fighting Clowns is quite apropos
DJTween: Do-Wap style - people wanting to go back to the 50's lifestyle again
cs: hey reagan, you're not to old, to lose again
cs: unfortunately not true
DJTween: yeah lol
DJTween: and remember, Bush Sr. had been head of the CIA since the Carter administration
DJTween: Reagan wasn't running things, is all I was saying
Dexter Fong: And don't forget, both Sam adams *and* Tom Jefferson drank ale
cs: i'd rather drink ale than ail.
Principalpoop: Presidents have not run things in quite a while, if ever, but ok
DJTween: "Let's have a rebbolutttion!!"
Dexter Fong: You're right in a way Tween..it was the republican party running things
cs: who's running things now?
DJTween: The hired the former head of the Hollywood Actors Guild to front for them
Dexter Fong: Not me brother!
Dexter Fong: Yes Tween
DJTween: International banking cartels, cease
Principalpoop: can I say The Jews without making offense? lool
Dexter Fong: One toke over the line there Poop?
DJTween: It's isn't about people of the Hebrew persuasion
Principalpoop: cabal or whatever the heck it is
DJTween: some are, of course
DJTween: but it's quite secular
Principalpoop: what is that retreat in california
DJTween: Bilderburg Group
Dexter Fong: Guys, the sad truth is that no one is running things, at least at this juncture
Principalpoop: yes,. those are the guys
DJTween: Yeah, the one Jones talks about all the time
cs: harry shearer made a parody flick about it
DJTween: I'd like to see that
cs: i have the flick,but forget name of the real place. some kind of grove
Principalpoop: stay calm, I am in charge LOOL
DJTween: Bohemian Grove, that's it
DJTween: Yeah, General Haig really stepped in it, didn't he?
cs: yes
Dexter Fong: Isn't that right next to Downer's Grove?
DJTween: Oh, so it really _IS_ a military coup
Principalpoop: there is another one, the atlantic group or something, council of foreign inappropriate relations
DJTween: Having just revisited the Stone movie JFK recently, it's very much on my mind that it probably was a coup :(
Principalpoop: the carlyle group, named after the painter
cs: lewis lapham made a great flick called the american ruling class. he should know,born into it
DJTween: Council On Foreign Relations is another one
DJTween: The neocon think tanks in general
Principalpoop: but they could not push romney in hehehe
Dexter Fong: The neocon think tanks have been highjacked by the tea baggers
DJTween: The neocons like Wolfawitz were itching to go into Iraq as far back as the early Clinton administration
cs: part of his flick takes place in theCouncil onh Foreign Relations
DJTween: and the Tea Party was hijacked from actual Libertarians, who generally despise war
cs: waris good for arms makers, thats about it
DJTween: yep
Dexter Fong: War! Huhh! What is it good for!!
Principalpoop: taxes are so low, the tea baggers need the cliff to get more people in their party
cs: so is unemployment. good line
DJTween: Great Sean Connery impersonation lol
DJTween: Sure wish we could find a way to get more people into this chat
DJTween: I wonder if having it in the middle of the week is an issue for some people
Pitts-Rheumy: Everyone go bipolar
cs: maybe, tween
Principalpoop: i am not crazy, yes you are, shut up, no you shut up
DJTween: Bipolar Pro Beer?
Pitts-Rheumy: east and west
DJTween: You're never alone with a schizophrenic
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:17 PM, dragging Bunnyboy by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
DJTween: Hey Bunny
Bunnyboy: Hiya!
Principalpoop: here is another one tween
Pitts-Rheumy: Hoppity Hop, Bun
cs: hi bun
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
Merlyn: hey bb
Principalpoop: the guys are frying our brains with radio now
Dexter Fong: Tween: Don't forget we're in the midst of the holiday season
DJTween: Do you need a board to web surf on the west coast?
DJTween: True also, Dex
cs: yes, some people must be out of town. or out of their minds
Principalpoop: as a youth, this time of year, partys every night, wait, that was year round...
cs: i think 2013 will involve less drinking on my part
DJTween: an asteroid is coming?
Dexter Fong: Are you making a New Years resolution Cat?
Bunnyboy: Good for you, cat!
cs: i want to finish my book and that will require, at least, staying alive
cs: lol tween
DJTween: Best wishes for that, cease :-)
Principalpoop: have a bottle in front of me instead of a frontal lobotomy,
DJTween: both cases, actually
Principalpoop: i have been dry over 20 years, I guess i can joke about it
DJTween: good for you, P :)
Dexter Fong: You should moisturize more Poop
DJTween: not an easy thing, in this culture
DJTween: hehe
cs: i was dry in mid august, 1971, not since
Dexter Fong: Not an easy thing in any culture...unless your Al Kaida
Bunnyboy: It
Principalpoop: waking up in drunk tanks is not fun at all
Dexter Fong: it's
DJTween: Yeah, Islam prohibits it
Dexter Fong: yeah
DJTween: I'll bet, P :/
Bunnyboy: It's as easy as falling off a barstool!
Principalpoop: i couldn't handle it, I still think it is wonderful stuff, 20+ years later
Dexter Fong: Hey kids don't drink, strap this bomb on a go meet your 79 virgins
cs: islam prohibits drink tanks?
DJTween: I've read that, P
DJTween: drink tanks?
DJTween: is that like an aquarium?
Dexter Fong: I joined a republican drink tank but they poured kinda chinchy
Principalpoop: when I quit, i was drinking about 8 scotch a night, every night, i had enough fun I can coast now
DJTween: Well, all kidding aside, congratulations. That's no mean feat.
cs: all the drinks in the world couldnt turn me into a republican, or its canuck equivalent
Bunnyboy: Not at Boehner's dive!
Dexter Fong: Poop: I submit, if you knew how many you were frinking a night, you weren't drinking too many
Dexter Fong: drinking
Principalpoop: all the sober guys in congress is the problem, they don't drink together and be friends away from work
DJTween: I hear Boehmer may be replaced by someone the TP likes better
DJTween: FST's Praise The Hoove not withstanding
Principalpoop: you are right fong, the nights I woke in the tank, I had gone over that limit hehe
cs: i didnt know toilet paper had the vote in your country
Dexter Fong: Tween: The Tea baggers took a big hit in the last election, they have lost a lot of their presumed clout
Principalpoop: the gop are still scared of the tea baggers for re-elections...
Dexter Fong: Maybe someday, Austin will explain why he's sometimes BeBop Loco" and sometimes "BeBop Lobo"
DJTween: May be Dex, I'm sure there will be a fight
cs: because firesign is about playing with language, dex
DJTween: The Republican Party may even splinter, after the trouncing they got in November
Pitts-Rheumy: The desert and the city?
Dexter Fong: Poop: They still have clout on the local and state level -in some instances- but nationally, they are on the wane
Principalpoop: yes fong
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes they do play with language, but usually, there's a logic behind it
cs: can yuo use logic and play in the same sentence?
Principalpoop: loco lobo, those east la guys can find out on their own
Dexter Fong: The play, though it had a certain logic to it, ultimately seemed to random, too playful
Dexter Fong: lol Poop
Principalpoop: a sign of the times, there was no underlying sense to be had, dog wants out hehe
Dexter Fong: Poop: Why don't you walk dog earlier, then, once more after the chat
DJTween: Merlyn, were you able to relay my announcement today?
Dexter Fong: If Poop were here, he could summon Merlyn
Dexter Fong: I'll try
Dexter Fong: Al Ces ton
Dexter Fong: In ces tor
Merlyn: what?
Dexter Fong: Merlyn arise
Dexter Fong: One Time more
DJTween: were you able to relay my announcement today?
Dexter Fong: It worked!!
Merlyn: No, I remembered too late today
Dexter Fong: God is good
Bunnyboy: Hassan CHOP!
cs: great work, tween
Dexter Fong: California Housing Operating Police?
Pitts-Rheumy: Hit the way-back machine three times, and reschedule
Dexter Fong: Think positive, work negative
DJTween: Thanks cease :-)
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tween
Pitts-Rheumy: Little at a time, not all at once, I guess
DJTween: yw
DJTween: Until last time, again...
Dexter Fong: Sport is the best
||||||||| DJTween rushes off, saying "10:40 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Merlyn: thanks twee
Merlyn: n
Dexter Fong: y
Merlyn: I believin' I be leavin' too
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 10:41 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Don't be trying to row upstream Merlyn
Pitts-Rheumy: Hold the door open, please, following right behind . . . .
Dexter Fong: There he goes, down ribber
||||||||| "Hey Pitts-Rheumy!" ... Pitts-Rheumy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:42 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Night P-R
Principalpoop: back, over already
Principalpoop: goodness
Dexter Fong: Cat: You mentioned not being outside for a week....bad weather, or///////////
cs: ok. i gotta eat sometime. see y'all next year.
Dexter Fong: ///////
Principalpoop: thanks tween, night who left
Dexter Fong: ??????????
Principalpoop: hny cat
cs: yeah its cold and wet here. i stay inside
Dexter Fong: Next year Cat =)
cs: i was reviewing email.
Bunnyboy: Night cat!
cs: all the best
||||||||| cs hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's cs?! It's 10:44 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: And to you also
Principalpoop: when I get serious, I bore myself, enough of that nonsense hehe
Dexter Fong: How's your doggy Poop?
Principalpoop: do you still go out for new years fong?
Principalpoop: he is clockwork, a little pee every 2 hours
Principalpoop: sometimes a dump hehe
Dexter Fong: Poop: Not generally, maybe dinner with some frieds, but no way out on the town with all the amateurs
Bunnyboy: Hungry? Me too. Happy New Year, fellas.
Principalpoop: yes, leave that foolishness to the fools hehe
Dexter Fong: And too you Bunny
Principalpoop: all the best bunny
||||||||| At 10:46 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Poop: Did the times squae thing once many years ago...worst time i ever had =))
Principalpoop: i hate crowds like that all, i figured you might have a favorite pub or club
Principalpoop: where everybody knows your name and .... lol
Dexter Fong: I used to go to Cliff and Norm's but its become to popular
Principalpoop: that old thing, nobody goes there anymore, its too crowded lol
||||||||| 10:48 PM -- Thwenny left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Yogi Berra malpropism
Principalpoop: when you come to a fork in the road, take it
Dexter Fong: Another..When you come to a fork in the road, take it
Dexter Fong: lol
Principalpoop: i need to find Ball Four and read it again
Dexter Fong: great minds meld
Dexter Fong: Balfour, the great French, relievest?
Principalpoop: that or the book that made the movie about the cowboys and sex and drugs and violence lol
Dexter Fong: and vampires from outer Mexico
Principalpoop: some history book I was reading suggested a travel book from a guy written in 1245 lordy lol
Principalpoop: anthony bourdaine is nothing new hehe
Dexter Fong: "Today I walked over the hill just beyond the pach of forest. Tomorrow, I shall strive to go down that hill"
Dexter Fong: "May God grant me safe passage"
Principalpoop: i enjoy thoreau throughly
Dexter Fong: You and tweeny have something in common, he just doesn't know it=))
Principalpoop: a schroon lake kinda thing hehe
Dexter Fong: lol
Principalpoop: i hope llan is ok
Dexter Fong: Wonder where llan is?
Principalpoop: i bet he is busy, as I hold that almost all the folks are. and that is not a problem
Dexter Fong: and Kend^, and Rotonoto and others he have not been in attendance for some time
Principalpoop: when they do show up, E and doc and all are busy
Principalpoop: i do worry about muddy, he was poorly the last I remember seeing him
Dexter Fong: I guess....as I'm retired, well.....
Dexter Fong: yeah
Principalpoop: how is that working out?
Dexter Fong: I remember Klock and how he left
Dexter Fong: I love it (retirement)
Principalpoop: yep, I was thinking of that, auld lang sein and such
Principalpoop: cool
||||||||| Catherwood ushers subdominant into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:59 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: I was thinking, except for Cat, Elayne, Merlyn, and Doc...I'm a senior member
Dexter Fong: Hey Sub
Principalpoop: hello subdom
Principalpoop: i have achieve status simply by being a bar fly hehehe, i have no special firesign knowledge or insight hehe
Dexter Fong: I now declare this weeks meeting of mutes to be silent
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's not about that..it's only about the enjoyment of their work and the fellowship
Principalpoop: he might be trying to get the audio to work, it is turned off sub...
subdominant: damn, I figured I missed it due to that blow job...
Dexter Fong: I hope it was a good one
Principalpoop: lucky guy
Principalpoop: or girl, let us not make assumptions hehe
subdominant: never had a bad one...
Principalpoop: the best I ever had was in Paris, whatever she did, it lasted like 30-40 seconds olalalalala
subdominant: her leopard print Santa hat added to the ambience...
Dexter Fong: Okay then Poop, next week, Grid willing
Principalpoop: next year old man lol
Principalpoop: 2013 lordy lordy
||||||||| "11:04 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dexter Fong, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| 11:04 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Principalpoop: hail rita, night sub
Principalpoop: hny all
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:04 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Principalpoop by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
subdominant: heppy new yahr to all the aging heinies in here!
subdominant: I'll set my alarm next time... oh wait, she IS my alarm...
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| subdominant - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| 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."

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