856
:
Thank you m. Cabin. Beach. Got it.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 12:36:50 pm)
Sleepy:
That was me. A fine start.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 12:37:05 pm)
Sleepy:
Goodnight.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 12:59:18 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Gather your tools. Good night.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:01:53 pm)
Heruka:
Goodnight.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:22:24 pm)
:
My goodness. How strange that Heruka should arrive just to say goodnight. Unless.....
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:32:30 pm)
Heruka:
Thinking about it. I should inquire about reservations at one of the hotels at Put-In-Bay. Yes. I will do this now. I suspect they're all booked for the fourth of July weekend. Unfortunately, I gave my roomsI had booked last year away. Never hurts to ask. A room for two. Cushca and me.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:34:51 pm)
Heruka:
Unless??????? moron.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:35:41 pm)
Cushca:
What a wally you are.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:38:55 pm)
Heruka:
wally n. A wally is somewhere between an idiot and a dunce. It's used in a friendly sort of a way, though. You'd never leap out of your car after someone's smashed into the back of it and shout "you complete wally!".
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 1:46:09 pm)
:
I thought Wally was Beaver's older brother.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 2:17:14 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
Are you still here bird?
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 2:50:13 pm)
Chewing Wax:
She left
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 2:55:59 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I think
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 2:56:13 pm)
Kaslo:
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 3:07:06 pm)
m©:
Grifters appear to have moved into Shorty's house..
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 3:18:05 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Dats what he gets for leaving the key under the doormat eh?
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 3:19:30 pm)
m©:
He got doors?
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 3:49:09 pm)
Chewing Wax:
No. Just the mat
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 3:50:12 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
La lalalala lalala lala! If you name that tune I'll give you all anything you ask for.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:49:39 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Windy?
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:52:06 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
Nope, sorry. How the devil are you anyway?
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:53:43 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I'm okay. How are you?
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:54:37 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
Well, a bit piqued. Napster's closed already, it would seem. Bastards.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:57:38 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I thought it was being kept open.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:58:15 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
And I've just broken my kneecap on the desk. And that hurt.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 4:58:17 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
Nope. I just tried it again and you get "Napster notification, unable to connect to server!" The exclamation mark at the end makes me feel better about it, like they don't mean it.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:00:36 pm)
Chewing Wax:
You should pad that desk if you are going to smash around like that. I still have never gone to Napster.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:01:43 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
It's a wonderful wonderful place. Napster. Of course, there are other places.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:08:31 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
It's still only Monday. Sob.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:08:51 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I'm missing certain CD's. Much music is missing. I can't possibly take on the added responsibility of Mpegs. Only Monday. Yes. And it's even earlier here. You're lucky.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:11:33 pm)
Mrs Dr GB:
That's true enough. But when I'm getting up for work on a Monday morning, you're still tucked up bed with several hours' sleep to go. And on that note: I'm off. Time to have a bath and then go and look for some rubbish amongst the zillion cable channels. There'll be nothing. There was nothing on when we had 5 channels. Now there's still nothing on, it just takes longer to find it. Perhaps Maury will have some hemale dwarves on for a makeover. Anyway: goodnight, Mr Wax.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:14:29 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Goodnight Red.
(Mon Feb 12, 2001 - 5:15:05 pm)