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Decoy:
Who's gonna get naked and fight Dennis?
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:00:36 pm)

Chewing Wax:
not to me
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:01:25 pm)

Sleepy:
Eh?
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:03:21 pm)

The story so far...:
Jimmy nodded and sat down on one of the plastic five gallon pickle buckets he had stolen from the las vegas burger king to use as chairs. Ernest, the Philippino manager of the Las Vegas Burger King had grown increasingly despondent after the "incident" and slowly but surely descended into his own private psychotic hell. By the time they came to take him away, five people were dead from cheese poisoning. Jimmy slumped down on his pickle bucket and stared at the yellowing linoleum for a long time.finally he raised his head slightly and croaked, "Mr.Wax, I'll tell ya what happened with the ouija board, but you gots ta promise me you'll never deevulge what I'm gonna say to another libbin soul..." Mr. Wax, still having trouble understanding English, thought Jimmy was offering him a Reuben sandwich and said, "okay for sure Jimmy my good friend". Jimmy didn't know it at the time, but his good friend and some time bowling partner Mr Wax had a deep dark twisted secret of his own. "well, it was a dark and stormy night...really! it was! anyway, I was in the trailer at fort olatunjimuck trailer park, shooting the crap with some of the fellas, and the next thing you know, Billiam cutcheon pulls out this ol' ouija board. I had nebber seen one before, so I offered to help Billiam contact the spirit world with it. well, the fellas turned down the lights and Billiam showed me how to put my fingers on that doohickey, and we just setthere for the longest time a starin'. but den you know what? the god damn thing started to move! no shee-it!!My hand was shakin' so bad I almost spilled my ripple down my pants, as the doohickey moved, and the guys called out the letters as it stopped on each one...""S...E...C...R...E...T...S...P...Y...W...A...V...E...S..." "secret spy waves?!, I said, Jesus H Christ, no! not secret spy waves! but thet doohickey kept on movin! and it shore wasn't finished!"Mr. Wax sat patiently, listening to his friend. "Excuse me my good friend Jimmy" he interrupted suddenly. "Where for sure is my special good eating sandwich and fun time pickle slice?" well, I'm not proud to say this Mr.Wax, but at that very momentI did almost lose control of my own bodily functions...I was real scared I tell you! I told Billiam that I wanted to stop, but his eye-balls just rolled up into his head again and he said, "spirit world, tell me, what does fate have in store for my bro' Jimmy? Mr. Wax shifted his buttox uncomfortably on the pickle bucket and realized he was not going to be fed. His friend Jimmy was talking about...it just wasn't making a whole lot of sense. As Jimmy's tale of horror and deceipt unfolded, Mr. Wax found his mind wandering back to those wonderful summers he had spent with his Aunt in the Czechoslovakian alps.Mr. Wax suddenly had an idea. He reached into his pocket and pulled out an object he had found out back in Jimmy's dirt pile admist the rotting vegetables and the car parts. "Hey jimmy my good friend". Is this perhaps a thing you might be looking for?" Jimmy just glazed over rambled on about the Czechoslovakian pickles and bread conspiracy, "well,you know what I mean, after the pickle sandwiches even the dogs was acting different, Hell, Stumpy wouldn't even chase his special stick. I think them magnets are a tool of the devil! but boy howdy, but they sure did clear up that dogs skin rash, and blow the pickle gunk outta his pipes!" Jimmy let out a scream, eye-balls poppin', and slunk down into the ratty recliner and nodded off, snoring and drooling. I took the pickle from his fingers and threw it out the door of the airstream where one of the dogs picked it up in his mouth and carried it off. maybe he was right about those dogs...Mr. Wax, accustomed to his friends behavior sat on the pickle bucket and smiled, wishing he were back in Prague with his wild and crazy friends. Of course, that was impossible. They would never let him back into the country now..
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:04:04 pm)

Decoy:
I swear I've read that somewhere before .. I can't quite place it, though.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:06:35 pm)

Decoy:
About the Holy Golightly.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:06:44 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I was going to share in the credits and cash. Honestly.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:07:14 pm)

Sleepy:
Did Anne have a nice birthday?
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:13:43 pm)

Dennis Rodman:
C'mon pull a ring.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:16:04 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I think so. It was understated but pleasant. Thanks for asking.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:16:47 pm)

Decoy:
Time is flying by. HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:20:52 pm)

Decoy:
IT all started with the deva vu that Holly Golightly gave me. Shit, I'll be late for a meeting downtown, gotta go.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:22:21 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Later Decoy.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:23:17 pm)

Myk Murphy:
it must be tough to have a birthday so close to valentine's day. like being born on the 26th of december, i guess.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:23:23 pm)

Myk Murphy:
if things work out right, i may be getting free tickets to see "kids in the hall" live at a venue in downtown dc. that would be very cool.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:29:49 pm)

Sleepy:
Really? You can kiss Mark McKinney for me if you want.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:30:40 pm)

Myk Murphy:
i'll keep that as an option. so that it won't be too weird, i'll let him know that it's from you.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:31:29 pm)

Sleepy:
I still love his Pierre Trudeau speech,
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:33:11 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I saw they were on tour and coming to a theatre near you. Not me though. Never Buffalo.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:37:46 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Stuck in my head is the image of Cushca clumsily smashing Sleepy's beloved pop-up book with her giant ham-fists.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:42:11 pm)

Cushca:
I didn't realise it's not meant to be flat. So I flattened it got get a better look. It sounds silly now, but it honestly didn't seem a bad thing at the time. I just wanted a better look. That was all.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:47:18 pm)

Myk Murphy:
that poor poor book.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:48:24 pm)

Chewing Wax:
it's so funny.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:49:15 pm)

Cushca:
Watch it you. Or I'll flatten you with my ham-fists.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:51:59 pm)

Myk Murphy:
uh oh.... i would hate to lose any "pop-up" capability by her ham-fist pounding me!
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:53:02 pm)

Cushca:
Are you talking about your penis?
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:54:13 pm)

Chewing Wax:
well put
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:54:40 pm)

Sleepy:
Good grief. I'm going now. Have a good evening. Bye.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:58:05 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Good night Sleepy. Sorry about your book.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:58:33 pm)

Sleepy:
Thank you. I've forgiven Cushca. I extend only love towards her.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 12:59:16 pm)

Chewing Wax:
You're good people
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 1:02:33 pm)

Cushca:
And I grasp it firmly to me with "ham fists".
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 1:07:06 pm)

Cushca:
This will not be forgotten. Oh no.
(Thu Feb 17, 2000 - 1:07:16 pm)