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Froupie:
i have a chipped bone in my ankle thanks to chasing my damn cat around the other night. i'm going to turn him into furry lampshade.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 10:41:43 am)

Chewing Wax:
That's terrible. Did you catch the bastard? Did you find the ear?
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 10:48:58 am)

Froupie:
no sign of the ear. there's 2 huge mean looking black cats next door, i think one of them ate it. even i'm scared of them.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 10:50:45 am)

Detlef Sping:
Are they real cats or hallucination cats?
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:08:50 am)

Froupie:
you'll see for yourself when the parcel arrives.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:12:42 am)

Iam The Ameboa:
heres ur ear,, eh
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:14:50 am)

Froupie:

if the monkeys dont get to it first
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:16:05 am)

Detlef Sping:
The wild monkeys are everywhere.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:18:05 am)

Detlef Sping:
piezoelectric matrices grasp tiny electric currents which are amplified by the crystal
speakers into a soft, bubbling music. A music of the hexagons in the case of quartz.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:19:07 am)

Yep:

(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:19:20 am)

Detlef Sping:
There can't be any reason for him living in Luton.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:20:50 am)

Heruka:
Hmmm.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:20:50 am)

Froupie:
well, there's an airport there. that could be one reason.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:21:21 am)

Detlef Sping:
Muto-frogs emerge from the mud of the River Lea.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:21:39 am)

Detlef Sping:
Hanging Gardens of Fungus
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:23:07 am)

Froupie:
someone threw cowpats on the doorsteps of Labour HQ today. and then stuck ribbons in it. this towns gone quite mad.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:23:43 am)

Detlef Sping:
a chunky pack of expando wadding, positions the zip away
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:25:06 am)

Detlef Sping:
That's my new poem it's about Luton.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:25:46 am)

Froupie:
it's lovely. really lovely. shall i email it to luton for you?
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:26:19 am)

Detlef Sping:
There can't be any reason for him living in Luton.
Muto-frogs emerge from the mud of the River Lea.
Hanging Gardens of Fungus
a chunky pack of expando wadding, positions the zip away.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:26:50 am)

Detlef Sping:
Yes, please send it to Dennis Plumb
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:27:31 am)

Froupie:
i have to warn you, they may honour you with the key to the city for that.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:31:09 am)

Froupie:
with your name up in lights. big fairy lights hanging over luton and shining into watford.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:31:51 am)

Detlef Sping:
They splash along the potholed streets wearing hooded anoraks and greased boots.
Running battles between beggar gangs and sub-ecu environment of claustrophobic poverty, as Gloria bungs the interior doorway with Almax.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:31:58 am)

Detlef Sping:
That will be great!
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:32:35 am)

Heruka:
I'm hungry. Chicken farming takes a lot out of you.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:32:49 am)

Froupie:
hertfordshire will be aflame.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:33:10 am)

Detlef Sping:

Gloria slaps a morphinoplug on her wound, grunting as the chemsoup kicks in.
Paranoia grips her mind like a clammy hand.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:34:50 am)

Detlef Sping:
Are you trying your hand at chicken husbandry, Heruka?
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:35:39 am)

Yes he is, please help me.
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:38:27 am)

:
hmmm
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:40:12 am)

Queenie:
yay, my website is back up!
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:41:33 am)

:
yay!
(Wed Mar 5, 2003 - 11:42:18 am)