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Chewing Wax:
You ruined it. But someone had to break the chain.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 10:42:29 am)

rOb!:
Story of my life....
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 10:48:03 am)

Cushca:
Git.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 10:54:59 am)

rOb!:
Ouch...I may be an American, but I know what that means. Sort of...
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 10:57:08 am)

Sleepy:
In the UK it's completely harmless.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:00:40 am)

Sleepy:
What do you think it means? I'm intrigued.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:00:58 am)

Cushca:
So am I. What terrible swear word propaganda has been spread over there?
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:02:53 am)

Sleepy:
I've got Balloon Man in my head. Lovely.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:05:15 am)

rOb!:
I was always under the impression it meant 'Bastard,' or 'asshole,'.....I'm reminded of the Beatles "I'm So Tired," "Sir walter Raliegh was such a stupid git.."
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:06:05 am)

Chewing Wax:
I figured it meant idiot. Only funnier.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:14:02 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
It's not that bad. It's like a Category D swear.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:14:15 am)

Chewing Wax:
tomatoes hummus chickpeas and some bits of skin
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:14:33 am)

Chewing Wax:
I need to round up all my Hitchcock albums. This is getting rediculous.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:15:43 am)

Chewing Wax:
Somewhere there should be 24 of them.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:16:29 am)

Cushca:
I've got one. Where's my Mini Metro?
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:17:13 am)

Chewing Wax:
We're just having the valves lubricated. Should be ready in a jiff.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:17:56 am)

Cushca:
Excellent.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:23:29 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Jesus. I'm like a big Indecisive Thing. Can we have a vote on this: am I going out tonight or not? I feel like I should (because it's a bit boring of me not to) but on the other hand, it's horrible raining weather, and at home there is wine and Frasier and hey hey hey.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:25:27 am)

Chewing Wax:
I vote you stay home. That's what I would do. But I'm fat and old and boring.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:26:22 am)

Cushca:
Yes. Yes you are.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:27:20 am)

Cushca:
I don't mean it, my lovely.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:27:36 am)

Chewing Wax:
Uh oh. The Metro's hit a big of a snag.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:28:04 am)

Cushca:
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:28:47 am)

Cushca:
What have you done?
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:28:59 am)

rOb!:
I also vote that you stay home, Mrs. Dr, but not because I'm old and boring, but rather because I'm intensely anti-social.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:30:07 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
That's good enough for me. Gosh, this is like Judge Judy. I will be home tonight. No doubt hanging around the lounge going: "I wish I'd gone out..."
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:31:59 am)

Chewing Wax:
If you did go out, where would you go? What would you do? Hypothetically speaking of course.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:32:19 am)

rOb!:
Tonight, when I get home, I will drink a beer in honor of you staying home, Mrs Dr.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:33:02 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Well that's very sweet of you rOb!. I can see that drinking beer in my honour is a sacrifice and I thank you for that.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:33:51 am)

Chewing Wax:
I won't. I'm not drinking until April 5th, when Conehead himself will serve me the first of many many many beers.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:34:12 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
If I was to go out, I'd go to a bar near the Mill, with the Mill workers. Hypothetically.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:34:14 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Conehead? Excuse me?
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:34:27 am)

rOb!:
Well, to tell you the truth, I have to rationalize the incredible amounts of alcohol I imbibe, and toasts and honors do the trick nicely.
(Fri Jan 26, 2001 - 11:34:51 am)