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Chewing Wax:
Is Gosford Park out there?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 11:38:59 am)
Chewing Wax:
The movie. Has it opened in England?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 11:39:20 am)
Mrs Dr GB:
Ladeez and gennelmen: put your hands together for Boudicea Cockroach!
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 11:39:39 am)
Cushca:
I have to do something for a little while. Amuse yourselves.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 11:40:29 am)
Mrs Dr GB:
I shall amuse myself by going home. Thursday tomorrow. Last working day of the week. WHOOP! Goodbye, loungers. Keep yourselves nice.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 11:41:14 am)
Queenie:
When Ken first heard the song "Fuzzy" he thought he was saying "pussy".
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:12:15 pm)
:
I've been lied to
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:15:56 pm)
:
Are we still on the 'phone
With the Lady Anna Clarke
And her trumpet solo
Whose ghost sings for pay
In the blue billiard room of the Monterey
For room and for board
And the backdoor key is a
19th Century civil war sword
Once owned by John Booth
Who misplaced his script
When he caught his leather boot
And this could be the shining hour
Based on all this mad belief
In the money oil and angel powder
In the new age magazine
There's a hole in the wall
Behind the photograph of Al Capone
He's a sittin' down at city hall
The police they peek thru here
And they watch you get dressed
In the two-way mirror
But it's all in good spirits
And if you close your eyes
You can't help
Help
But to hear 'em move
And this could be the shining hour
Based on all this mad belief
In the money oil and angel powder
In the new age magazine
I propose a toast
To the memory of the horse
who carried King Tut
And his gold
Into the sun
He collapsed last summer
From the heat stroke
Somewhere in the East Village
Oh it kills me to think
That I'm no longer living
Just looking for excuses to drink
So lift up your glass
And you Ouija board
'Cause I'm fading, fading
Fading fast
And this could be the shining hour
Based on all those mad beliefs
In the money oil and angel powder
In the new age magazine.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:16:36 pm)
Queenie:
Poetry!
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:33:28 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I tried to get Decoy into Neutral Milk Hotel, but he just made a face and shook his head.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:34:31 pm)
Queenie:
Wha?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:36:55 pm)
:
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
What a beautiful face I have found in thisplace
That is circling all round the sun
What a beautiful dream that could flashon the screen
In a blink of an eye and be gone fromme
Soft and sweet
Let me hold it close and keep it herewith me
And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplaneover the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we cansee
Love to be
In the arms of all I'm keeping here withme
What a curious life we have found heretonight
There is music that sounds from the street
There are lights in the clouds
Anna's ghost all around
Hear her voice as it's rolling and ringingthrough me
Soft and sweet
How the notes all bend and reach abovethe trees
Now how I remember you
How I would push my fingers through
Your mouth to make those muscles move
That made your voice so smooth and sweet
But now we keep where we don't know
All secrets sleep in winter clothes
With one you loved so long ago
Now he don't even know his name
What a beautiful face I have found in thisplace
That is circling all round the sun
And when we meet on a cloud I'll be laughingout loud
I'll be laughing with everyone I see
Can't believe how strange it is to beanything at all
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:38:55 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Neutral Milk Hotel. They're a band.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:39:35 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Yeh. That's them.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:40:18 pm)
Balázs Bernát:
Weeping. Weeping. The Aunt suspects I am planning a trip. She has stolen the last of my spices. The jars of juice and brine are hidden safely under the pine boards in the ham drying shed. And my special key is still where I left it. Weeping for my lost American style girl friend.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 12:57:46 pm)
Cushca:
Maybe if you knit a jumper for Franco she'll come back.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:00:24 pm)
Kitty:
Please come back Suzi. Your customers are crying.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:00:59 pm)
Cushca:
I miss her.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:03:14 pm)
Queenie:
Me too.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:04:56 pm)
Queenie:
I would spend a grand on this couch. If I had a grand.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:06:39 pm)
Queenie:
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:09:06 pm)
Chewing Wax:
See that foot stool to the lower right? I want that. I have that chair. I need that stool.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:10:48 pm)
Queenie:
Beautiful! Though I'm too fond of the couches.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:12:47 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Any news on Jason Mewes?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:19:57 pm)
Queenie:
Haven't heard anything.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:23:38 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I think he's living under my porch
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:23:53 pm)
Cushca:
Has anyone been to Hawaii?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:26:03 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Not me. Mooch has.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:26:29 pm)
Queenie:
My mom and dad went to hawaii once, and they divorced almost as soon as they got back. I hate hawaii.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:26:33 pm)
Cushca:
I want to know what it's like there. Could you wake him up for me?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:26:52 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Great Warren Song about that. Hula Hula Boys.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:26:59 pm)
Cushca:
Sleepy says hello. I'm on the phone to her right now.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:27:05 pm)
Hula Hula Boys:
I saw her leave the luau
With the one who parked the cars
And the fat one from the swimming pool
They were swaying arm in arm
I could hear the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She's gone with the hula hula boys
She don't care about me
She's gone with the hula hula boys
She don't care about me
They're singing, Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Yesterday she went to see
The Polynesian band
But she came home with her hair all wet
And her clothes all filled with sand
I didn't have to come to Maui
To be treated like a jerk
How do you think I feel
When I see the bellboys smirk?
And I can hear the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She's gone with the hula hula boys
She don't care about me
They're signing,
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puanaHa'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:32:57 pm)