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Chewing Wax:
I don't have a bike.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:07:28 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
And therein lies the secret of a happy marriage.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:07:33 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
But that's the thing about sheds. You can get one if you haven't anything to put in it. Within a month it'll be filled to the rafters with metal buckets and paintbrushes and ... other shedy things.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:08:29 am)

Cushca:
Rakes.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:09:03 am)

Cushca:
Hoes.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:09:05 am)

Cushca:
Headless corpses.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:09:14 am)

Chewing Wax:
I want a shed
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:10:41 am)

Cushca:
I've got a shed.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:12:29 am)

Cushca:
All to myself. It's fab.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:12:35 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
She has. The darkest shed in the world. So dark it makes you open your eyes wider even though you know you still won't be able to see.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:13:36 am)

:
Dear Cushca,
Like the sun that warms the rearth every morn'
you are the goddess of my heart so tattered and torn
flowers bloom after a darkness so bleeck at night
beyong my nightmares lay a silvery light
the earth revels it the rays from pole to pole
you are the sun that blossoms my soul.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:23:38 am)

Heruka:
Its's not even noon and I'm ready to kill.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:27:14 am)

Cushca:
Who put that there?
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:29:27 am)

Chewing Wax:
It wasn't me. Someone who doesn't know how to spell bleak.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:30:59 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Or earth
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:31:49 am)

Chewing Wax:
or beyond
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:32:21 am)

Chewing Wax:
Still, it rhymes eh?
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:34:19 am)

bela:
Don't look at me, I don't write poetry.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:34:31 am)

Chewing Wax:
everything you say is poetry, bela
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:34:48 am)

Heruka:
There's a difference between not knowing how to spell and not caring about spelling corretly.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:35:16 am)

bela:
Shut up. Chris is seriously mad at me. Should I apologize?
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:35:34 am)

Chewing Wax:
Mad at you for warning him about Tom?
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:35:57 am)

bela:
Heruka wrote it. Heruka, thats sweet.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:36:03 am)

Chewing Wax:
It is sweet. Heruka loves Cushca. I think that's lovely.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:36:25 am)

Heruka:
I har [physics professors who couldn't spell worth a damn. But they didn't care. Not that I'm at smart as they were, but you get the point.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:36:28 am)

Chewing Wax:
You're drunk.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:37:02 am)

bela:
Yeah sort of.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:37:45 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
You have a point Heruka. "The man who chooses not to read is no better than the man who cannot read". As they say. I'm not sure who, but someone.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:38:08 am)

bela:
Come on, you were as smart as they were.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:38:25 am)

Chewing Wax:
heh
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:38:59 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I feel melancholy. Why do I feel melancholy?
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:39:08 am)

bela:
I told Chris that he was an asshole and that I hate him too but he still hasn't written me back.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:39:27 am)

Cushca:
Just think about the be-clawed beast in your mouth.
(Thu Mar 7, 2002 - 11:39:34 am)