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Chewing Wax:
Ah beer. That's a relief.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:12:35 pm)
bela:
I could not be in a worse mood today, I swear. I just did something that is going to piss Chris off so bad. But good, fuck him, fuck everyone!
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:13:43 pm)
Chewing Wax:
V-Drums? Is that mooch?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:13:44 pm)
Chewing Wax:
What did you do sweetness and light?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:14:06 pm)
Is there gas in the car?:
Yes there's gas in the car.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:15:33 pm)
Detlef Sping:
what?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:19:41 pm)
:
In the summer of 1936, a sheep herder fell ill and headed to Ft. Benton for treatment. His dog, Shep, came along. When the herder died a few days later, his body was crated up and sent back east to relatives. Shep followed the box to the Ft. Benton train depot, and watched nervously as his master was put on board and taken away. No one remembers the name of the herder. But everyone remembers Shep. Because for the next five and a half years, Shep maintained a vigil at the station, greeting the four trains that arrived each day, waiting for his master to return. Eventually, tragedy struck. On January 12, 1942, little more than a month after the attack on Pearl Harbor, an old and deaf Shep failed to hear the 10:17, then slipped on an icy rail trying to get away.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:25:01 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Stop with the sad stories
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:29:51 pm)
Queenie:
Why did no one care for that poor dog?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:34:24 pm)
Queenie:
That story's gonna piss bela off.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:34:32 pm)
bela:
Why would that piss me off? I don't care. My fucking pelvis is killing me, I did something in yoga, pulled a muscle or something.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:35:38 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Yeh. That would only piss her off if Shep got eaten.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:36:13 pm)
Chewing Wax:
fucking pelvis eh?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:36:41 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Sorry to hear that.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:36:48 pm)
Queenie:
I thought it would piss her off because for five years no one cared for the stray dog.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:36:56 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Also it happened 56 years ago.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:37:51 pm)
Chewing Wax:
My math sucks.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:38:44 pm)
bela:
Yeah, I'm going to get mad about something that happened at the turn of the fucking century. LIke I don't have enough to get pissed off about in the present.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:39:02 pm)
Chewing Wax:
When is the new KCQ site coming out?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:42:05 pm)
Detlef Sping:
Is Tom feeling better bela?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:42:14 pm)
:
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:42:24 pm)
Detlef Sping:
He could massage your fucking pelvis for you.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:42:59 pm)
Detlef Sping:
If he can move his arms.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:43:36 pm)
Queenie:
Someone's chipper
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:50:31 pm)
Queenie:
People have eaten dogs for centuries, but you still get pissed about that.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:51:05 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Actually, that's not true. People only began eating dogs last October to prepare for the World Cup this year.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:52:49 pm)
Queenie:
Oh.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 4:57:32 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Goodnight kids
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 5:11:31 pm)
:
dammit
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 6:10:24 pm)
Queenie:
I was trying to say that my ass was enormous.
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 6:12:26 pm)
Queenie:
My toilet seems to be posessed. It's bubbling and filling up and draining all by itself. It can't be a good sign. The basement's beginning to flood from today's rain, too. Could the two be related?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 6:46:15 pm)
Queenie:
God fucking dammit!
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 7:35:34 pm)
Chewing Wax:
What the hell is your problem?
(Wed Mar 6, 2002 - 7:37:04 pm)