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Myk Murphy:
I will hire an assistant to do my work while i chat in the lounge. Any takers?
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:48:50 pm)
Chewing Wax:
What's it pay?
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:49:18 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I'm seriously thinking about going back to school to get my teaching certificate. I hear rumour that a law degree actually qualifies me for an instant rise to the top of the teacher pay scale at $73,000. Not bad considering you get the summer off. I'm seriously thinking about this.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:50:41 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Have I mentioned this before?
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:50:53 pm)
Chewing Wax:
And it would be so rewarding.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:51:26 pm)
Queenie:
You're not looking at simple 8 hour days though. Teaching is a tough gig that doesn't end when the bell rings. Or so I've been told.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:51:30 pm)
Queenie:
Of course bells don't ring at college but you get my drift.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:51:53 pm)
Chewing Wax:
bullshit
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:52:00 pm)
Chewing Wax:
You need a phd to teach at any worthwhile college. That's two full-time hard years at least.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:53:02 pm)
Myk Murphy:
Lesbians, clowns, and fighter planes. You guys cover it all.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:53:59 pm)
Myk Murphy:
I will pay $73,001. Now sign the paper!
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:56:48 pm)
Cushca:
I'll take the job. You'll just have to sort out a visa for me. But with your shady government connections, this shouldn't prove too difficult.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 12:59:33 pm)
Cushca:
And as for Chewing Wax, can you think of a suitably disgusting punishment to suit your awful crime? Or must your mistress do everything herself?
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:00:25 pm)
Sleepy:
Hello. Be a teacher.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:03:35 pm)
Sleepy:
I think I may adopt Fifi. She is being neglected. Her owners didn't return until late last night. She was starved of affection and kept resting her head on my slipper.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:04:32 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Hello Sleepy.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:04:54 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Fifi is a...?
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:05:10 pm)
Sleepy:
Cushca ran away from Eddie Vedder in my dream yesterday.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:05:25 pm)
Sleepy:
Cat.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:05:33 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Cushca want's to speak with you.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:05:44 pm)
Sleepy:
I spoke to her. Thanks.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:06:25 pm)
Cushca:
We have spoken. All is well. Or rather it's not. Which is why I needed to speak to her. And now I have. Thank you for your concern. Nothing to see here. Move along.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:06:54 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I had a dream that mooch popped by for a visit. It was in my parents old house. He was constantly hiding his face so I could never get a good look at him. And he set up complicated stereo and video equipment that filled the room. And then bela stopped by. She was coming on to me and I had to show her my wedding ring.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:07:04 pm)
Cushca:
What she said.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:07:06 pm)
Sleepy:
I'm playing The Madcap Laughs. I haven't played this for years.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:07:06 pm)
Cushca:
That's a great dream. It's such a fine line between the conscious and unconscious mind.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:07:45 pm)
Sleepy:
When will we set up our cinema/coffee shop/venue/record store, Cushca?
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:07:57 pm)
Queenie:
my dad is coming into town tomorrow. yay.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:08:01 pm)
Cushca:
Just as soon as we can rustle up 100 grand and a business plan my dear.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:08:31 pm)
:
Cat on a Hot Tin Dracula
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:09:26 pm)
Sleepy:
Would I get much for Fifi? Maybe an open/closed sign.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:09:51 pm)
Cushca:
If that.
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:10:26 pm)
Chewing Wax:
close our eyes to the octopus ride!
(Mon Dec 3, 2001 - 1:10:57 pm)