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Iván Csonka :
Can it really be?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:22:38 pm)
Iván Csonka :
Touch my hand. Touch it.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:22:51 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
The colour green has returned, in the form of quick jagged flashes of light on the back of my eyes. And I can smell sea weed. Hello Mr. Truffles.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:23:30 pm)
m©:
I thought the shock of finding out your guitar hero turns out to be your long lost brother would have kinda shock-lobotomized him into a stunned quiet stupor but it seems to have done the exact opposite.. he wont shut up ..I can see him finally getting back on junk just to stop talking...later.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:23:33 pm)
m©:
Good lord was he blind?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:24:46 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Later
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:25:00 pm)
Iván Csonka :
I am sorry if my hands are sticky. I fell on some grapes. The jigsaw puzzle of my life is now complete. One piece did not fit, but I cut it to size and now there is a holly bush where the cloud should be. I know that you understand Bernát.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:26:32 pm)
:
and stalks of rosemary frizzled
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:26:35 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
My fingers are black with the biting frost. I didn't feel a thing except the fur of Mr. Truffles, soft, white sticky fur. Ooh. Red! And quite a bit of it!
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:28:00 pm)
McLuedt:
It's my red beard you daft Git c'mon the lorrie is hear to save your skinny stinkin frame.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:30:16 pm)
Iván Csonka :
I cannot contain the joy I feel. My thesaurus cannot help me. Choose your words:- interconnect, fusion, stetson, suzerain. My dictionary pages are torn in panic.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:30:45 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
mamma?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:30:55 pm)
McLuedt:
you're not blind your eyes are frozen shut.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:31:36 pm)
McLuedt:
Hey Ivan want a new arsehole?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:32:21 pm)
Iván Csonka :
Mamma is in Brazil. Do not torment yourself. Custard will be custard with or without the pan.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:32:23 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
I smell black pudding.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:33:05 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
A dream of cinders and donkey rides when I was a boy. Birds.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:34:17 pm)
McLuedt:
C'mon Balz, this one is too far gone the snow fleas got him.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:34:18 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
Is there heat where you live?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:35:01 pm)
McLuedt:
Dont make me shoot yeh...
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:35:05 pm)
Iván Csonka :
The round bellied birds. I too remember. Tucked in our schoolbags.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:35:10 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
Carry me. Carry me to your volcano hideaway.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:35:23 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
Can I drive?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:36:35 pm)
Iván Csonka :
I cannot carry you. I am carrying the big birds already.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:36:38 pm)
McLuedt:
Sorry Ivan, theres only room for one muckle great tattie..but yeh can ride out in front taking the wind.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:37:20 pm)
Iván Csonka :
You can share my bicycle.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:37:26 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
I think it's time for me to leave. But I really think that in amongst the madness I shall just slip away unnoticed anyway. With all the money from the till. Glee. The Milky Bars are on me!
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:37:38 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
I can see!
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:37:54 pm)
McLuedt:
Sure there Ray Charles, I'll let yeh drive .
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:38:14 pm)
McLuedt:
I know that wench thats my Doctor.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:39:24 pm)
bela:
I'm tired.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:39:34 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
You're not my mother.
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:40:25 pm)
McLuedt:
Where's my wallet?
(Fri May 4, 2001 - 4:41:06 pm)