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bela:
Don't make eye contact. I'm hungry.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:51:19 pm)

Heruka:
2:30? What kind of school is that? When I went to school, we were there 23 hours a day. Leaving us one hour to do our homework. And we were thankful...
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:52:06 pm)

Chewing Wax:
More good advise. I'm starving too.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:52:56 pm)

bela:
Aw shut up Heruka.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:54:06 pm)

bela:
You think your life sucks, I have a neighbor that asks me the same friggin questions every time I run into him walking the dogs. Hes always sitting on his stoop. Hes nice and all, his name is Anthony (surprise) and he always asks how old my dogs are, do they get along with my cats? how old are my cats? My one dog looks like a firehouse dog, what kind of dog is the other dog? isn't he sick of asking me the same questions?
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:56:15 pm)

bela:
Poor Anthony. I think hes lonely. He sists out there with his friend Chris. So Anthony is sort of big and heavy and Chris is super thin and talks just like Ralph Cramdon. So I call them the Honeymooners. Its sad. I think they're lonely. I feel bad now.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:57:48 pm)

Chewing Wax:
You should change your answers everytime and see if he figures it out.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:58:19 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Now I feel bad too.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:58:59 pm)

bela:
Then Anthony always tells me about his cat with the medical needs and how he has to get this special food and he has to take the bus to this store to get it. Its sad.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 4:59:54 pm)

Chewing Wax:

(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:01:02 pm)

bela:
And his mother died so the cat was hers and now its his but he loves the cat. I'm always really nice to him, I even invited him over to see Bob but he never came over. I think he felt funny.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:01:42 pm)

bela:
He likes the Mets alot so I told Tom to go over and talk to him about baseball.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:02:53 pm)

Chewing Wax:
That's cool. How old is Anthony?
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:03:22 pm)

Queenie:
bela, I have one of those neighbors too. This guy had a dog for many years that he claims was featured during the ending credits of "Drugstore Cowboy" - anyway the dog passed away a few years ago and the guy's pretty much stayed drunk ever since. I honestly don't know what keeps him alive. Anyway, every time he sees us on the porch having a cigarette or whatever, he asks us if the little black cat is ours. "It is," we say. "He's a nice kitty. I always stop to pet him," he replies. Always the same conversation, every time we see him for seven years.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:19:24 pm)

Queenie:
Hecubus may very well be the only creature who ever gives this guy any love at all. But he's not the brightest cat in the world.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:20:26 pm)

Heruka:
I had a hamster once. He ran away.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:27:51 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Such sadness.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:31:28 pm)

Heruka:
We weren't allowed pets in the orphanage. I'm bored. Had a golf game tonight, but my partner dropped out on me. Something about his kids. Family guys. Syarted golfing again this year after a long time away from the course. Nothing better to do..
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:35:23 pm)

Myk Murphy:
greetings, folks. i dug that photo of the fat bald guy with the guitar. he was wearing a t-shirt for the local radio station that blesses us with G Gordon Liddy every day. depressing. he looks like the average listener, i guess.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:38:31 pm)

Queenie:
That's the second reference to G. Gordon Liddy's radio show I've seen today. Spoooooooky.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:39:20 pm)

Heruka:
No the orphanage was a dreary place. Had to fight for food. Couldn't sllep for fear of being violated by the other orphans. That hamster was the only friend I had. Kept him in a sock. Then one morning I went to throw grass clippings in the sock to feed him. Grass clippings, that was the mainstay of me and fuzzies(the hamster) diet. He was gone. The only thing left was a bunch of little turds. To this day I saved those turds. They bring back good memories of a tough period.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:41:20 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Hello Myk. I haven't heard that show in years. All he talked about was Glocks and 44 calibre revolvers.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:41:54 pm)

Chewing Wax:
That's it. I'm going home. Goodnight.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:42:32 pm)

Heruka:
Glocks suck. If you want a good revolver, pick up Colts 'Python'.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:43:29 pm)

Heruka:
I'm off too. It's shower time.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:44:31 pm)

Uncle Walt is one funny MoFo:

(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:44:58 pm)

Tootsie:
The judge said I have to see a therapist. So I went. But the therapist just kept showing me these crazy pictures of inkblots in the shape of lesbians having sex. What a stupid waste of time! Oh well, it still beats prison.
(Wed Apr 25, 2001 - 5:51:59 pm)

theo:

heh..
(Thu Apr 26, 2001 - 2:17:09 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I'm bored. Please send help.
(Thu Apr 26, 2001 - 5:26:32 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
A bear walks into a bar, sits down, bangs on the bar with his paw and demands a beer. The barman approaches and says "We don’t serve beer to bears". The bear bangs his paw again and demands a beer, and again the barman refuses. This carries on until eventually the bear says, "If you don’t give me a beer, I’m going to eat that woman sitting at the end of the bar". The barman refuses to serve him, so the bear goes and eats the woman. The bar comes and sits back down and demands a beer, and the barman says "We don’t serve beer to bears on drugs". The bear says, "I’m not on drugs", and the barman says, "Yes you are, that was a barbitchyouate".
(Thu Apr 26, 2001 - 6:12:57 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I warned you. I told you I was bored and you didn't help me.
(Thu Apr 26, 2001 - 6:13:09 am)

Cushca:
For the love of God, someone help her.
(Thu Apr 26, 2001 - 7:36:01 am)

Cushca:
What beautiful balloons.
(Thu Apr 26, 2001 - 7:36:14 am)