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Heruka:
the sputnik bidding was real. to a point. it would take a little work, but determining whether the sputnik was real wouldn't be that difficult. a sampling of the metal would be needed.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 7:40:21 pm)

Heruka:
U suspect this thing was fake all the way through though. when a bidder named "mommaghost_searching_4_babyghost" bids, it's a joke.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 7:42:02 pm)

Heruka:
5 years ago? what happened 5 years ago? Wax get married? was that 5 years already?
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 7:52:35 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Can you fucking believe it?
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 7:54:22 pm)

Decoy:
Its true.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 8:04:35 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Seems like yesterday
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 9:20:46 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Happy wedding day wax!
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:05:54 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Ricky made tequila soup I'm pissed as a kraut. but I'm Austrian.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:06:50 pm)

Detlef Sping:
5 years is the brass aniversary get some bullets.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:08:10 pm)

Detlef Sping:
I'm going to buy a sub sandwich and have my butler Ricky cut the crusts off the thing. Being rich is so great! Auf!
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:09:53 pm)

Detlef Sping:
woo hoo hic
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:10:11 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Shlub.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:10:56 pm)

Decoy:
Urp.
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 10:25:37 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Thanks Sping
(Fri Jun 6, 2003 - 11:24:37 pm)

Decoy:
Morning.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 5:05:04 am)

Chewing Wax:
And isn't it a lovely morning?
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 6:49:22 am)

Heruka:
is it?
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 7:13:40 am)

Decoy:
Yes, the rain really makes the grass um, grow.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 7:13:42 am)

Decoy:
Who do we like in the belmont?
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 7:18:14 am)

Heruka:
funnycide. for the triple.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 7:20:03 am)

Heruka:
Us castrati have to stick together.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 8:14:28 am)

alternit:
im alive and kickin on a slow sat mornin.
howzit folks?
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 9:10:21 am)

Mr and Mrs Murphy:
happy anniversary, wax. i hope you celebrated in a grand manner. mrs murphy and i have very sore feet. really. i think we've walked to scotland and back. the weather is perfect, despite the weather reports we saw. truly, it does appear that froupie has supernatural powers. do not cross her.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 10:46:32 am)

Decoy:
Can Froupie make the 6 yards of 5/8 crushed stone I ordered come sooner? I'm a waitin.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 11:01:58 am)

Queenie:
ugh, another 100 degree day
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 2:49:05 pm)

Queenie:
and the fucking fleas are back
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 2:49:49 pm)

We're back and we're fucking!!
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 3:55:53 pm)

Hello Queenie we've come for your blood Bwahahaha!
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 4:00:47 pm)

Queenie:
ugh. i worked so hard to rid my house of them and now they're in the grass in the yard!
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 6:00:27 pm)

Decoy:
We use Revolution for our dogs.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 6:49:52 pm)

Decoy:
FunnySide, more like. Oh well
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 6:50:27 pm)

Decoy:
I guess you'll have to start cleaning the house again. Bummer.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 6:51:12 pm)

Decoy:
So I'm driving the suburban coming up to the light over by the Perinton Wegmans and this rice boy comes zooming up behind me in his tricked mercury cougar - with NY Yankees vanity tags; and the car has this broad grey strip down the middle with the pinstipes in it. Ug. So he zooms up to me and around me into the left lane as we approach the light. So I'm in the right lane and he's all bothered and inching up on the redlight, so I inch up a little too and he's all zoom zoom then. So I'm like screw this kid, I turn off the a/c and switch on the posi rear end, and I'm sitting there ignoring him. The light changed and I totally smoke him in his little ricer, Heh. The lanes merged together so I slowed down because I'm over the speed limit and I can see this guy is going to pass me no matter what. So I hit the brakes, not wanting to cause any trouble, and he goes around me again all mouthing all this shit at me with the yankees chains and the mullet and the fancy jacket and the hand gesture - apparently I was number one in his book. I know, I'm so mature.
(Sat Jun 7, 2003 - 7:03:06 pm)