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Chewing Wax:
Bye.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:26:00 am)

bela:
Racoons have hands alot like people. Little black gloved hands.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:34:46 am)

Chewing Wax:
Stop it. I feel bad enough already for crying out loud.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:37:35 am)

Chewing Wax:
He was clutching a little bucket of sudsy window cleaner in his little black gloved hands.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:38:20 am)

orange:
hands just big enough to clutch the triple vinyl version of UM. Did you notice the shards of shattered plastic near the lifeless furry body? The mulched card of the sleeve and the bloodspattered artwork.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:40:08 am)

bela:
You bastard! He was making his way to the Holland Tunnel on the Manhattan side.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:40:15 am)

orange:
if he was he can consider himself lucky he's dead.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:41:22 am)

Chewing Wax:
not a single molecule was left
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:41:56 am)

orange:
the Big Apple would chew up a furry little critter like a racoon, much like Wax's car did.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:41:58 am)

:
ooooohhhh, me warfles is up. ta!
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:42:38 am)

Chewing Wax:
ta
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:44:05 am)

:
little bit o' syrup on them if you please.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:46:22 am)

orange:
it's rare that a racoon gets to see a live tune without coming to actual physical harm.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:49:42 am)

bela:
You have some explaining to do redneck!

(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:54:00 am)

Chewing Wax:
It's true. They risk and most often lose their lives for the music.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:54:09 am)

bela:
Yes. That is my precious baby girl bela.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:54:36 am)

Chewing Wax:
the cat looks drunk. And who is she calling a redneck?
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:54:57 am)

Rocko:

Music my ass. Hey bela, whatcha doing tonight?
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:55:53 am)

orange:
goodie, cats. No more dumb dogs.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:56:32 am)

orange:
is that cat dribbling?
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:57:00 am)

bela:
I'm sorry, I think she called you a redneck. She may be drunk so she can't be held responsible for what she says. Shes mummy's little angel in any event.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:57:03 am)

Blue:

Cats!
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:57:38 am)

orange:
that's the trouble with city cats, they get all urban.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:57:48 am)

bela:
Thats Veuve Cliquot coming out of her mouth. I had to make her a "special mimosa".
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:58:21 am)

orange:
mount that head on a plinth and hang it next to the racoon Wax bagged.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:58:23 am)

Chewing Wax:
Yes. That cat seems to be leaking some sort of clear fluid out it's mouth.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:58:31 am)

Sleepy:
Dear me. I just threw a file entitled 'Violence' across the office and into a filing cabinet, spewing the contents all over the floor.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 10:59:23 am)

Chewing Wax:
Well done indeed.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 11:00:04 am)

orange:
good job it wasn't marked 'explosive'
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 11:00:14 am)

orange:
so what news of the gig?
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 11:00:47 am)

Chewing Wax:
You talking to me? I never made it to the damned gig.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 11:01:51 am)

orange:
BLOWOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Unless you were hit by the car you have no excuse.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 11:02:24 am)

orange:
that racoon died trying to see the Soft Boys, the least you could do was go and carry his lifeless fluffy pelt along.
(Thu Mar 29, 2001 - 11:03:07 am)