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Chewing Wax:
I need an anotated orange
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 9:23:16 am)
Chewing Wax:
My brain hurts
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 9:30:58 am)
Cushca:
You're not alone.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 9:55:03 am)
Cushca:
That was meant to sound comforting. I think it sounded sinister. Sorry about that.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 9:55:21 am)
bobby:
I just patted him on the head. It was a love pat. I can't help it if he's a bleeder. How would I know?
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 9:56:42 am)
Chewing Wax:
It was comforting. In a sinister way.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 9:57:15 am)
orange:
i thought we were naming Fellows songs
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:09:26 am)
orange:
apart from the Andy remark
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:09:52 am)
Chewing Wax:
Yes. That's correct.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:12:37 am)
:
Clip-on microphones stand.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:27:29 am)
orange:
yes. thats' correct
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:28:48 am)
orange:
i have ice cream hands today, can't get a thing right. like that's something new
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:29:27 am)
Annotated Orange:
*See "Flavour of Night" by Robyn Hitchcock. Track 6 from the 1994 album I Often Dream of Trains
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:34:41 am)
Annotated Orange:
Not 1994. 1985.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:36:57 am)
Annotated Orange:
1984. 1984.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:37:24 am)
Annotated Orange:
Oh, bugger it all to hell. I'm off.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:38:07 am)
Sleepy:
So that's 1984 then?
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:48:28 am)
mrs dr gb:
send help
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:51:07 am)
Sleepy:
Good grief. She's gone lower case.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:52:21 am)
Chewing Wax:
It's a cry for help. Looks serious.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:53:25 am)
Sleepy:
What should we do?
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:54:11 am)
mrs dr gb:
apart from the work: i left my chocolate by the printer and it's melted. and i have "all kinds of everything" in my head.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:57:44 am)
Chewing Wax:
Send more chocolate and sing her a better song.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 10:59:49 am)
Chewing Wax:
I have that evil Liz Phair "Flower" song in my head. Luckily I don't know the words.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:00:35 am)
Who is this guy?:
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:02:52 am)
Flower:
Every time I see your face I get all wet between my legs Every time you pass me by I heave a sigh of pain Every time I see your face I think of things unpure unchaste I want to fuck you like a dog I'll take you home and make you like it Everything you ever wanted Everything you ever thought of is Everything I'll do to you I'll fuck you and your minions too Your face reminds me of a flower Kind of like you're underwater Hair's too long and in your eyes Your lips a perfect suck me size You act like you're fourteen years old Everything you say is so Obnoxious, funny true and mean I want to be your blowjob queen You're prob'ly shy and introspective That's not part of my objective I just want your fresh young jimmy Jamming, slamming, ramming in me Every time I see your face I think of things impure unchaste I want to fuck you like a dog I'll take you home and make you like it Everything you ever wanted Everything you ever thought of is Everything I'll do to you I'll fuck you till your dick is blue
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:04:28 am)
Cbewing Wax:
thanks
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:05:40 am)
Cushca:
That's just beautiful. Almost anthemic, I'd say. For a certain type of girl.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:06:59 am)
Cbewing Wax:
My kind of girl
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:07:17 am)
Sleepy:
Amazing how it all rhymes too.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:07:55 am)
Cushca:
Absolutely.
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:08:32 am)
Cbewing Wax:
stunning
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:18:58 am)
Cbewing Wax:
Anyone heard the new Clapton album?
(Fri Mar 16, 2001 - 11:21:21 am)