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Froupie:
no respect for the ART. hooligans.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:17:32 pm)
Queenie:
what in fuck's sake are you talking about
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:17:50 pm)
bela:
Its some Apple display at her work. I don't understand how they didn't slide off, but whatever, nevermind.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:19:00 pm)
Froupie:
CORE BLIMEY Apr 29 2004
The Big Apple comes to Manhattan-on-Thames
Alan Lodge
WEST India Quay was got fruity this week as seven giant apples rolled into town.
The Big Apple installation celebrates the opening of the £220m No. 1 West India Quay in June.
Created by Gerry Judah, the apples were officially unveiled on Tuesday (April 27) The whacky sculptures are made out of everything from coffee beans, to fake grass and cutlery.
these apples! they cost a lot of money to commission and someones shagged on top of one...
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:19:36 pm)
bela:
What - theres a used condom up there or someone went up there and j*&%#d off?
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:20:01 pm)
Froupie:
yes, they left behind evidence. eewww.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:20:22 pm)
bela:
Which one was it? Spunk or a used condom?
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:21:02 pm)
Froupie:
used condoms
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:21:14 pm)
Froupie:
it mustve been saturday night, it was hot that day.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:21:56 pm)
Chewing Wax:
j*&%#d off?
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:28:05 pm)
Chewing Wax:
You curse like a sailor and you type "j*&%#d off"?
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:28:43 pm)
bela:
I don't know what I was thinking. i didn't want to write jacked off - it seemed crude.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 4:36:51 pm)
Queenie:
i'm going to a party tonight. a party called 'cinco de drinko' because radio is a very, very embarrassing industry.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 5:11:57 pm)
:
rink full o pinkos
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 6:42:57 pm)
Detlef Sping:
Happy Anniversary Myk and Mrs Murphy.
Queenie are you 'in radio' now? Great I thought you just listen to it and phone in and bug Rick the thesauruslike (if that is a word) idiot, with his "Good morning Portland!! green lights and blue skies, tight lines, and hey! stay outa trees" kinda DJ thing.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 6:54:13 pm)
Detlef Sping:
It's true, radio is a very, very embarrassing industry.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 6:55:40 pm)
Decoy:
Heh, bela is mellowing now.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 7:49:15 pm)
Decoy:
"Very embarrassing." Excellent.
(Wed May 5, 2004 - 10:55:59 pm)
:
Bonne Anniversaire au Murphys!
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 3:44:39 am)
Queenie:
geez sping, that seemed mean. anyway you know there's a world of difference between a music DJ and a talk radio host.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 4:51:32 am)
Froupie:
i have a stinking rotten cold. no gig for me tonight.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 6:00:06 am)
Sleepy:
"The Saddest Music In The World" is a very strange, but very interesting film. It's all fuzzy and black and white and colour and beautiful. I'd like to make a film like that if I were going to make a film. But I'd make someone speak French. Whether they wanted to or not. I saw Mark McKinney there. I was going to crush his head, but he would have seen me and that would just have been rude. I guess everyone must try to crush his head. Hey ho. The director, Guy Maddin, is very funny. Is this a trait of people from Winnipeg? Who knows. Hope your cold gets better soon Froupie.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 7:43:18 am)
Sleepy:
Hello, by the way!
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 7:43:53 am)
Froupie:
hello. i still crush peoples heads. i do it all the time on the tube.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 8:23:10 am)
bela:
I snicker a lot.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 9:25:28 am)
Chewing Wax:
Good morning
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 9:25:51 am)
:
Headcrusher: Nobody's Home
Transcribed from: Comedy Central
Transcribed by: JZ3NIF@aol.com
Cast-
Mark McKinney- Mr. Tyzyk
Kevin McDonald- Misha
Scott Thompson- Cab Driver
Woman- Cabbie's Mother
[In a messy apartment]
Mark: [walking fingers] Oh, what has happened to my world? It's terrible I hate it. [coughs] All the pollution. The mess. [steps in chips] Oh, gross! Oh, I hate my world. [kicks a voodoo doll] Hey, hey buddy. Oh my god, he's dead! Dead! Oh, the misery of finger existence! To jump, or not to be, that is the question.
[someone knocks on door]
Mark: Right in the middle of the 2nd act. Wouldn't you know? [crushes head of a bust of Beethoven and answers the door] Good morning, Misha. What the hell do you want?
Kevin: [sad] I don't have enough money to pay for this cab.
Mark: No. Not this again.
Kevin: [happy] I don't have enough money to pay for this cab.
Mark: Sit, sit, sit, sit. Continuing with Act 2. [finger] Oh, you seem so said my friend. Why do---
Kevin: [as a finger, angry] I don't have enough money to pay for this cab!
Mark: All right! That's it! I'm fed up with you. I invite you into my house to put on a play for you and you interrupt me? I'm crushing your head, I'm crushing your head. Happily I crush your head. Get out of my household. Take it and get outta town!
Kevin: [puts thumb up] There is nobody...home.
Mark: What?
Kevin: There's nobody home!
Mark: What do you mean there's nobody home? I'm home. I'm sitting in it.
Kevin: There is nobody home.
Mark: What are you doing with your thumb? [He avoids thumb.] Stop that! You're making me angry. Stop it, stop it! Oh, I see. [puts thumb up] There's nobody home.
Kevin: There's nobody home.
Mark: There's nobody home!
Kevin: Nobody home!
Mark: I flatten you out. I flatten you out.
[Horn honks outside]
Mark: Stay there. What is it?
Scott: I want to talk to the lady that went inside.
Mark: Why?
Scott: She didn't pay me.
Mark: So what do you want me to do about it, Mr. Guy?
Scott: I want my money. Right mom? [shows mom in cab]
Mark: All right, I'll go look. I'm looking...I'm looking..I'm looking around...I'm checking really hard!!! But it looks like there's nobody home!
Kevin: Nobody home.
Mark: So get lost.
Scott: I'm gonna call the cops!
Mark: Lemme talk to you mom. Maam? I'm crushing your head! And here's one for you. Crush, crush.
Scott: We're gonna come back.
Mark: Crush, crush. Oh, suck on it, you ugly flat-headed mama's boy. I'm flinging my fingers cause I'm crushing your head. I'm crushing your cab!! [goes back inside, and blows his fingers like a gun just gone off] Now, where were we? Oh, yes! As I recall, there was nobody home!
Kevin: Nobody home!
Mark: That's right. You know...if we stay like this for a month, we live here rent free!
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 9:28:03 am)
Detlef Sping:
Oh hello, no not mean, I was trying to be helpful.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 10:03:17 am)
Detlef Sping:
I thought they had given you a job at the station. oh well.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 10:04:12 am)
Detlef Sping:
It's turned beautiful out. just fab.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 10:04:49 am)
Froupie:
my hand hurts from writing cheques.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 10:17:14 am)
Froupie:
my lhasa was called Misha
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 11:20:42 am)
Queenie:
last night was fun. so much bad karaoke. about fifty people asked me when 'remote control' was going to be released, so that was cool. if they all buy a copy, we might just break even. and this green-haired boy I've had a crush on ever since halloween asked me out and I had to tell him I was married. Heh.
(Thu May 6, 2004 - 11:23:27 am)