Maryam: My sister gave me her feeding instructions on te back of a printout of a horse skeleton. I wonder if that's supposed to mean something.]
Eric: It's a threat.
Nyperold: "If you don't feed them right, this is what will happen."
Maryam: Like, if I don't feed them, I'll wake up with a horse skeleton in my bed?
Eric: "Pretend this horse is YOU!!!!!!!!!"
Matthew: Feed them dead horse.
Eric: Because she couldn't fit the instructions on the back of a printout of a person's skeleton.
Matthew: There's the question of why she printed out a picture of a horse skeleton.
ahmoacah: Maybe she printed the skeleton on the back of the instructions.
Maryam: well, it could be a zebra skeleton, I suppose. A little hard to tell without the skin.
Matthew: Is she trying to build her own horses?
Matthew: That'd be cool, and they probably wouldn't need feeding.
Monkeyman: Maybe the printout used to have a picture of a living horse but it's the Printout of Horsian Gray and the horse did something that should have killed it and now the printout is dead and the horse is still alive.
Nyperold: Frankenquine.
ahmoacah: LOL MM
Maryam: Hmm. I know she wants more horses, but later I heard she was talking about breeding her current ones.
Maryam: *last, not later.
Monkeyman: Rather than raising new ones from the dead? Interesting choice.
gremlinn is back.
ahmoacah: LOL MM
Matthew: There's a huge market out there for custom horses.
Matthew: It'd revolutionise panto.
Monkeyman: I'd like one with a built-in TV tray.
Maryam: Panto?
Monkeyman: Or the head of a T-Rex.
Matthew: Specifically, the pantomime horse.
Monkeyman: I think undead dinosaurs would be the scariest thing ever.
ahmoacah: I don't think the T-Rex head would be a good idea.
Monkeyman: Maybe a mini T-Rex head.
Maryam: Mm: They'd have to be ninja pirate robots, and then they would be.
Matthew: Mm: Unded psychic dinosaurs.
ahmoacah: That might be good, yeah.
Nyperold: Nanotyrannus.
Maryam: Or maybe I'm getting mixed up with the coolest thing ever.
Monkeyman: Psychic ninja pirate robot undead dinosaurs? YIKES.
Maryam: Have they done undead yet in the Jurassic Park series?
Matthew: I'm not sure "robot" goes with "undead."
Maryam: Of course it does.
ahmoacah: That would be an awesome parody film.
Monkeyman: Matthew: We can find a way to make it happen.
Monkeyman: Maybe it should be Psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs.
ahmoacah: It's simple. They are undead CYBORG dinosaurs.
Matthew: From SPACE.
Monkeyman: Huzzah! I beat!
Monkeyman: YES SPACE
Maryam: Oh yeah. Gotta have the space part. Good thinking.
ahmoacah: Only because I was eating a cookie.
Nyperold: Psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead alien dinosaurss.
Monkeyman: I thought of cyborgs ages ago. I was just waiting and building suspense. ;-)
ahmoacah: Cosmic Park
Monkeyman: No, not alien. We can't call them alien. Less scary.
Matthew: It has to be FROM SPACE.
Monkeyman: "Psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs from space" will do.
ahmoacah: How about the protagonists are aliens running Cosmic Park, and they've bred psychic ninja cyborg undead dinosaurs?
Monkeyman: "Psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs FROM SPACE"
Matthew: However, French-speaking psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs from space would scare me even more.
Maryam: and the "FROM SPACE" part has to echo.
Monkeyman: ahm: Sounds good. Then their creations turn into pirates and capture a spaceship.
ahmoacah: Then they go to Earth to take revenge!
Monkeyman: Maryam: Oh, totally.
Maryam: REvenge for what?
Maryam: For having to speak French?
Monkeyman: ahm: Somewhere along the way their has to be a plot exposition dance number.
ahmoacah: I dunno. Why do human undead always seem so mad?
Monkeyman: *there
Maryam: They're not really mad, they just have a chronic brain addiction.
TalkingDog has entered.
Monkeyman: "French-speaking psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs FROM SPACE in tutus"
TalkingDog: Hey, peoples!
Nyperold: "TURN UNDEAD!"
[RinkChat] The chat room's topic has been changed to 'French-speaking psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs FROM SPACE in tutus' by Monkeyman.
ahmoacah: You have to do it like this: FROM SPACEspace
Matthew: They envy the living.
TalkingDog: You forgot vampiric, demon, and EVAL.
[RinkChat] The chat room's topic has been changed to 'French-speaking psychic ninja pirate cyborg undead dinosaurs FROM SPACEspace' by Monkeyman.
Matthew: In time, that envy turns to anger, and even hatred.
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TalkingDog: I thought fear turned to anger.
Monkeyman: No, fear leads to anger.
Matthew: Lots of things lead to anger.
ahmoacah: Fear leads to running away.
Matthew: TD: You spotted my quote, then.
TalkingDog: Quote?
Matthew: "You see, they envy the living. And in time, that envy turns to anger, even hate."
Matthew: (Lulu, Kilika.)
Maryam: I was wondering why that seemed familiar.
TalkingDog: Ahh. d00d, I completely forgot about that.

wintermute: Wow. I just got spam with the subject "Card application denied - Confucius"
Monkeyman: wm: Wow.
Ciaran: Heh!
wintermute: I really don't know what to make of that.
Monkeyman: Confucius say, "Your credit no good! Apply elsewhere with great wisdom."
Zarniwoop: Confucius, he say "Spam a good thing! Sign up to mailing lists."
Monkeyman: "The new Confucius VISA card. Collect Karma with every purchase you make on the card."
Randy: LOL
Jessie: Much better than Air Miles.
wintermute: Every £50 you spend means you can skip one of your 64,000 incarnations and get to the Western Heaven that mich quicker!
Monkeyman: wm: I think that may be the greatest spam of all time.
wintermute: Monkey: I might just have to undelete it.
Monkeyman: Perhaps.
Nyperold: "Credit is like a crystal glass. Though it sparkles, it's fragile."
Iss: "Confucius Visa customer support, how may I help you?" "I was wondering if you can tell me what sort of being I'm going to return as in my next life." "Thank you, one moment sir..... Sir, currently you are going to reincarnate as a wooly caterpillar. You need 4500 Karma points to reach the next level of awareness. Will that be all?" "......*gulp*"
Monkeyman: Iss: No better way to encourage use of the card!
Iss: lol Nyp
wintermute: Other religious figures should get in on this idea.
wintermute: I want a Thor MasterCard.
wintermute: Surprisingly, a google search for thor "credit card" doesn't come up blank...
Monkeyman: You find that surprising?
wintermute: *google image
wintermute: Somewhat.
Monkeyman: OK, that's a bit more surprising.
Jessie: o_O
Nyperold: Meditation mat: $50. Book on Feng Shui: $40. Achieving Nirvana: ... priceless.
Iss: "God. He's everywhere you want to be."
Iss: Surely someone has already put that on a T-shirt before now.
Monkeyman: Surely.
wintermute: There are somethings money can't buy. Even for those things, there's JesusCard.

Mollie: EUROPEYAY!!
Monkeyman: I saw Europe once.
Monkeyman: It was on a map.
Monkeyman: Mollie, when you go to Europe, can you go to the Europe on my map? 'Cause that would be cool, to have you here WITH my map.
Monkeyman: Maps are cool.
Eric: I like maps.
Jumpman: Someone is going to improve his/her skills at CountryBot.
Mollie: o.O
Eric: I have four maps in my room.
Mollie: Mm: Umm..... I suppose....
Eric: One of the U.S., one of the world, one of Europe, and one of Disneyland.
Monkeyman: I wonder how many maps of Europe are in Europe?
Monkeyman: And I wonder how many maps exist right now that if you were holding the map in your hands where it is now, you could not point out where you where on the map because it was not of the area the map was in? Probably lots.
Ciaran: Probably.
Monkeyman: I wonder if there are any maps in the world right now that if you were where it was, you would not be on the map, but if you took one step, you would now be right on the edge of the map? Probably none.
Henry: Like, if you go to any store that sells maps, you'll likely have one map of that area, and a whole bunch of other maps that don't.
Monkeyman: I wonder if there WERE any such maps, if there are any of those where it would depend how long your stride was as to whether you could step into the map or not?
Monkeyman: Maps are SO cool.
Jumpman: Ever been to Rand McNally?
Monkeyman: OK, OK, imagine THIS.
Monkeyman: Say you have a globe.
Monkeyman: But the globe is really the Earth.
Jumpman: you have a globe.
Monkeyman: And you are both ON the earth and holding it.
Monkeyman: And you put your thumb overtop of where you are on the globe.
Monkeyman: And then you put pressure on it and end up squeezing down on YOURSELF.
Jumpman: MM: Did you have any caffeine today? You okay?
Monkeyman: And it hurts so you want to stop, but now because YOUR GIANT THUMB is pushing you, your little thumb is pushed so hard against the globe that you can't lift and and now the universe is trapped that way.
Nyperold: Ooh, it'd be like when you face two mirrors toward each other. Only deadly.
Henry: A more fun exercise would be to gradually start spinning it faster and faster and faster, then stopping it abruptly and flinging yourself into a wall.
Monkeyman: Until you die and your thumb rots away or something.
Monkeyman: I think this is why we should never make globes that are really the earth.
Monkeyman: No caffeine for me, thanks! Sugar does the trick!
Jumpman: Understood.
Monkeyman: Henry: Yeah, that would be cool too.
Monkeyman: I think I need to find a girlfriend who could understand and possibly even enjoy everything I have said in the last ten minutes.

Monkeyman: I just had a cool idea.
Monkeyman: Say you slew one of your enemies and wanted to drink his blood from a mug made from his skull.
Monkeyman: So you use some finger bones and fuse them onto the skull for a handle.
Monkeyman: Then later a necromancer raises said enemy from the dead, and all his bones automatically come together again through magic.
Monkeyman: But the finger bones fused to the skull can't come off because they're fused too well.
Monkeyman: So this skeleton always has one hand stuck to the back of his head.
Monkeyman: Or, if you used bones from both hands in making the mug handle, he has BOTH hands stuck to the back of his head.
Monkeyman: The necromancer would have to put that skeleton in a hammock and have it serve as a sentry or something.
Nyperold: So if he lays his head wrong, he wakes up with carpal tunnel syndrome.
Monkeyman: Yeah.
Monkeyman: For a contortionist skeleton, use toe bones for the handle.
wintermute: Crazy.
Monkeyman: I think the word you're looking for is "genius".
Monkeyman: Now, find a good way to use that device in a D&D adventure, then write said adventure and run it for me some time.
wintermute: Hehe.
Monkeyman: You know, if you want to.

(Stupid Day 2003 has just begun. I think. Anyway, the stupidity is all me, for some reason.)
* A musical number plays in the background, as Nyperold prepares to sing a song. by Nyperold.
TOM: OH HEY
TOM: *RIAMANDA!*
Ria: Well, at least no one at school knows about stupid day. I'd have to put up with more idiocy than every other day.
TOM: *cough*
Nyperold: It's beginning to look a lot like Stupid Day, ev'rywhere you go
Nyperold: Acetylene purchases on the rise, people ready to flash their eyes,
Nyperold: And bricks-a-plenty, up is where we'll throw
Nyperold:
Nyperold: It's beginning to look a lot like Stupid Day, lock yourself outside
Nyperold: But the stupidest thing you'll see is the glass that you'll be
Nyperold: Eating up deep-fried
Ria: Bye.
Nyperold: (Bye!)
Nyperold: A pair of barber's scissors and a black bear that grrs
Nyperold: Is the wish of Morris and TOM (I had to make it rhyme)
Nyperold: Spiders that will bite that are everywhere in sight
Nyperold: Is the hope of Sosi and ahm
Nyperold: And Sam and Leen can hardly wait 'til they can find the ROM
Ria has left.
Nyperold: It's beginning to look a lot like Stupid Day ev'rywhere you go
Nyperold: Power lines in the Mountain Stream, in the Forest Glade it seems
Nyperold: With all the fires, things are going to blow
Nyperold:
Nyperold: It's beginning to look a lot like Stupid Day, soon the ants will bite
Nyperold: And the thing that will get them mad is that ev'ry lassie and lad
Nyperold: Will be there all night!
Nyperold: --END--
* Nyperold sterns.
* Nyperold ... uh ... ports?
* Nyperold tries to remember what part of a ship he's supposed to do.
Nyperold: Oh well.
* Nyperold starboards and exits stage front, right into the orchestra pit, staffed by orcs.
* Nyperold picks up a flute after the orcs leave, and sticks an end in his belly button, trying to play it.
Nyperold: Hrrm. No sound.
Nyperold: Oh! There's no opening in that end of the flute.
* Nyperold does the same thing, but with the other end.
Nyperold: Huh. Still no sound. What could it be... Oh!
* Nyperold notices the opening along the side. He puts that where the other parts had been, and tries again.
Nyperold: Bah. Still nothing. Guess it's broken.
* Nyperold throws it into the garbage disposal and turns it on.
* Nyperold hears a horrible noise.
Nyperold: What on earth...
* Nyperold looks.
Nyperold: Great, now the garbage disposal is broken. Oh well, guess I'll have to fix it myself.
* Nyperold reaches in and tries to unmangle the disposal. Amazingly, he succeeds.
Nyperold: Now to test it. But I'd better hold on to it so my unmangling won't be for naught.
* Nyperold turns it on again and gets his hand "disposed".
Nyperold: Ow. Wonder why it did that.
Nyperold: Oh well, at least the garbage disposal is fixed.
* Nyperold then notices his hand.
Nyperold: Ah! It's the return of the V8!
Nyperold: You know, getting V8 on you can really make you dizzy. I'd better go lie down.
chrisa has entered.
chrisa: Nyp, you fool! <g>
Nyperold: I was just about to head to bed. I hear the fire ant beds are really comfy. Night!
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(Yes, the second line really did come right after the first.)
* TalkingDog wonders how wooly mammoth steak would taste.
Monkeyman: Like California, but more traitorous.

(A bit of background... MegaHal is a Markov-chaining bot which uses the phrases we type to it to chain together its posts using probability. Many of the things it says are quite nonsensical because of the vast mixture of possibilities involved.)
ahmoacah: Hal: Make sense.
MegaHal: You're a harsh mistress.
ahmoacah: O_O
TalkingDog: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
ahmoacah: Well, he made sense anyway.
Nyperold: LOL

Kaz: ....wow you can get bods just by asking for them now? Can I have one? ;-)
Kaz: *mods
Sosiqui: LOL LOL LOL
TOM: I WANT A BOD
Sosiqui: BODS!!
Counterpoint: O.o
Marvin: hehe
teach: No. Can't have any bods!
Selah: LOL LOL.
* Sosiqui dies laughing and coughing.
nomie: :hanime::hanime::hanime::hanime::hanime::hanime::hanime::hanime
Kaz: .... SHUSH EVERYONE!
* Marvin has a wonderful bod, thanks to teach
Nyperold: Just heads.
Monkeyman: /bod Kaz
nomie: Mods are great, so I'd like one.
Sosiqui: Mm: O_O
Kaz: Sosiqui: Hey, am I typo master yet? :-P
nomie: RIV AND ATH ARE IDLE
Morris has entered.
TOM: I'd rather have a bod than a mod. Bods last longer.
Sosiqui: Kaz: You have a long way to go. First you have to declare undying love for Monkeyman, at the very least.
TOM: Morris!
* Selah dies laughing!
* Monkeyman is tired of kicking Athaleon, and Rivikah is having a bad day and will not be kicked.
Athaleon: NONONONONONOONONOO
Sundragyn: I have a bod. But I want a sexxxxay bod.
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* nomie has a skinny bod.
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Sosiqui: Oops. He said NO NONONONO too late.
Marvin: Sosi isn't sick of it yet
nomie: I am 105 lbs.
Sosiqui: Sorry, Ath.
teach: You all are out of control.
Sosiqui: Sun: Hehe
Marvin: I am not
nomie: teach: YEPPERS!
Athaleon: Word, yo.
Selah: teach: Yeah.
nomie: This is due to sugar and CRAZY MUSIC!
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teach: 'Word up, dude.
Monkeyman: teach: I'm not out of control. NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST.
nomie: Give me a bod NOW!
ChrisA: Sosi: May I have mods please?
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Sosiqui: Nani?
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Marvin: Nani?
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teach: Don't think I'll use that too often.
Marvin: Hmmmm...
Kaz: Wow. That's a LOT of purple....
Cynthia: HEY
teach: Cynthia!
Selah: WHOA.
Sundragyn: Purple FLOOD
teach: Cynthia!
Marvin: Cynhia!
* Kaz HUGS Cynthia!
Rivikah: that's scary
Cynthia: WHAT DID YOU SAY KAZ
Sosiqui: /thwap Monkeyman
Kaz: Cynthia: .... NOTHING! SEE?
* nomie HUGS Monkeyman!
Monkeyman: I think I'l abuse that command frequently.
Counterpoint: teach: Can you quiet me? I want to test something.
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* TOM DRUGS Monkeyman!
* Monkeyman is beginning to see why teach is a 10 while Monkeyman is a 7.
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*Counterpoint->Sosiqui,ChrisA,Selah,Marvin,nomie,Kaz,Sundragyn,teach,Monkeyman,Morris,Nyperold,Athaleon,TOM,Cynthia* Testing to see if /msg bypasses /quiet.
ChrisA: It does.
Wormwood: Hey dudes.
Sosiqui: YOU GAVE ME A SCROLLPAR.
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TOM: Wormwood!
Selah: LOL.
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Monkeyman: Cp: It always has and still does.
nomie: Mm: Because you abuse your powers!

ahmoacah: Oh, that reminds me. Today I saw a glance of a newspaper headline that said "Hurricanes Not Uncertain". I really had to wonder how a hurricane could be certain or not before I figured out they meant the football team.
codeman38: ahm: Heh. Sounds like something I'd do.
ahmoacah: BREAKING NEWS: Local Thunderstorm Inteviewed; Plans Uncertain
ahmoacah: "We asked when it was next planning to rain, and it replied 'CRACK BOOM BOOM!'"
ahmoacah: code: Well, I had no context, not even knowing it was the sports page.
codeman38: Several sports team nicknames have tripped me, especially when it's a front-page article about them.
ahmoacah: High winds today were due to an angry cold front which was forced to rain by high-flying butterflies.
codeman38: Another thing that throws me is that the Georgia Bulldogs are often truncated to the 'Dogs. Which, when made possessive, is 'Dogs'.
codeman38: I *always* read that as single quotation marks, rather than a contraction and possessive apostrophe.
ahmoacah: Well, that's ok, since they aren't actually dogs.
codeman38: True, true. :)
Sundragyn: When I was visiting my grandparents, we were watching TV and this commercial came on. It was for deoderant, the "avalanche" scented stuff.
Sundragyn: "Who wants to smell like an avalanche?" I asked.
Sundragyn: "What's that smell like? Broken pine trees?" my father replies.
ahmoacah: I bet it smells like dirt.
Sundragyn: "Maybe it smells like the Colorado Avalanche," my grandad suggested.
ahmoacah: Real avalanches, that is.
ahmoacah: EW EW EW!
Sundragyn: Heheh.
Sundragyn: Pre-game, I would hope.
* codeman38 chuckles
ahmoacah: Oooh, I want to smell like a hockey player.
ahmoacah: Of course, I know how to do that. It smells just like a rower, and I know how to smell like a rower.

(We had been rhyming for some reason...)
Bourne: "Jack and Jill went up the hill, against the pull of gravity."
ang: They chatted and joked, enjoying each other's levity.
Bourne: "Jill was overcome by Jack's enormous...sense of fun."
ang: Suddenly attacked, Jack screamed, 'Run, Jill, run!'
Bourne: "For the monkeys were attacking, from their base in Portugal,"
ang: They were searching for land, for their country was full.
ang: "Jill ran screaming, to the local authorities."
Nyperold: It seems to be Mad Poetry Hour here.
ahmoacah: Oh dear.
Bourne: "Jack held them at bay, with his secret batch of killer bees."
Zarniwoop: Better than Mad Idling Hour.
Nyperold: Yeah, true, though some may cower.
ang: The police ran up, with their high-powered guns.
ahmoacah: That is a very warped nursery rhyme.
Bourne: "The monkeys retaliated with custard - the police, understandably, won."
ang: Jack, now free, ran and embraced Jill.
Bourne: "After their ordeal they moved their family to Brazil. Fin."
* ang and Bourne bow.
Zarniwoop: I say, well done, you two.

* Wormwood can't beleive that the media is still obsessing over the fact that some dude in the Canadian government called Bush a moron.
Wormwood: Although most of Canada is siding with the communications adviser, methinks.
Wormwood: Although what this really shows is that politicians suck.
* Nyperold can believe it.
Wormwood: The CNN Crossfire promo was the icing on the cake. It was amazing. "...Does our Northern neighbor really deserve our respect? Find out on CNN Crossfire!" or something equally asinine.
ahmoacah: LOL
Wormwood: I half expected it to say that Canada wasn't a real country or something.
Nyperold: Heh.
Darien: "They're not even a real country, anyway."
Wormwood: "Coming up next on CNN Crossfire: should Canada be added to the Axis of Evil? You decide at 6 PM EST!"
Selah: Heh.
ahmoacah: LOL LOL
Selah: Canada, evil? I really can't picture that one.
ahmoacah: If that adds Canada to the Axis of Evil, Bush IS a moron. Wait. Did he coin "the Axis of Evil"?
ahmoacah: I HATE THAT STUPID PHRASE
Wormwood: "We will not stand in the face of these evil-doers with their maple syrup of terror. Good will triump over their beavers of hatred and their softwood lumber."
Selah: LOL - Beavers of Hatred!
Selah: Sounds like a good name for a rock group. ;)
Wormwood: Yeah, but it may have unintended meaning.
ahmoacah: Yes, well, moving on...
Wormwood: If the US invaded Canada we'd just pull a Russia and burn our crops and infrastructure while slowly retreating to the north. Nyah.
Nyperold: I think we're making things up. :)
Darien: Sounds good to me. Yu'll run out of places to go eventually.
ahmoacah: If we attack during winter, maybe they'll run right over the North Pole into Russia.
Wormwood: Darien: We have a secret underground base in the North Pole. We're prepared for your Yankee shenanigans.
Darien: Whoa! Cool!
Darien: Do you make toys there?
ahmoacah: LOL
Darien: I bet it's staffed with elves.
Darien: Which explains your label. I'm on to you!
ahmoacah: LOL!!
Wormwood: Don't get any funny ideas, eh?
Wormwood: EEP!
Selah: LOL
ahmoacah: Is that a Monkeyman "EEP!"?
Wormwood: I am not at liberty to divulge that information.
Darien: HE'S CANADIAN, TOO! IT'S A CONSPIRACY!
Wormwood: I don't know anything aboot that.
Darien: Of course, now that I've learned that Santa Claus is Canadian, my Christmas is pretty much officially ruined. Thanks a lot, Scroogewood.
Wormwood: Darien: Surely you must have known that Fat Man was in cahoots with us all along! Remember those slippers you received last year from 'Santa'?
Darien: I THOUGHT it was a bit suspicious that the card said "Merry Christmas now, eh?"
Selah: LOL, Darien.
Wormwood: Darien: Gifts aren't the only thing Santa is bringing this Christmas.
Darien: WHOA.
Wormwood: That's right. Santa doesn't wear red and white for kicks, you know.
ahmoacah: He's bringing vanilla ice cream with maraschino cherries?
Selah: YUM.
Wormwood: I eat maraschino cherries.
Darien: Wait. Red and white? Santa == Hassan i Sabah? Whoa. Now I'm all freaked out.
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Morris: Attention Universe: I am making a SECRET CODE.
Wormwood: Morris: I think that Caesar beat you to it.
Darien: Attention Morris: You should use it to overthrow the Canadian opressors.
Wormwood: Actually, the ancient Egyptians beat you to it.
Morris: Darien: I think that's a good idea.
Wormwood: Morris: I want to see your Secret Code.
Morris: Wormwood: I'm not done with it.
Darien: Morris: Don't show it to him! He's one of THEM!
Morris: Darien: OH NO!

BurgerKing: Okey, does anyone here have a working knowledge of Star Trek V: The Final Frontier?
Nyperold: How working does it need to be?
Darien: I've seen it a few times, if that's what you mean.
BurgerKing: Enough to tell me whether the being that claimed to be God turned out to be Satan in the end.
BurgerKing: Seeing as that's how I remember it.
Darien: Nope. It was just some random beasty.
Darien: That the Klingons blew the hell out of with photon torpedoes.
BurgerKing: Darn.
BurgerKing: It'd have been cooler my way.
BurgerKing: SHBOW... BOOM! Satan explodes.
Darien: It'd have been cooler if the God-being turned out to be something that had some relevance. As it stands, the movie doesn't really have any particular point. It's just kind of an excersize in space opera.
BurgerKing: Having the Klingons annihilate the Adversary would have ruled.
Nyperold: Or, as in the review, "I know! I'll fight God and WIN!"
BurgerKing: Darien: You get the line "Why does God need a starship?"
Darien: BK: It also would have been cool if the Klingons got possessed by Satan after blowing him up. It would be like the Exorcist, only with photon torpedoes!
BurgerKing: WHOA.
BurgerKing: SATANIC KLINGONS.
Darien: Lord knows I always thought The Exorcist needed more space battles.
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to 'Satanic Klingons' by BurgerKing.
Nyperold: Aw man. Years of childhood watching Muppet Babies made me read that as "Static Klingons".
* BurgerKing thinks the true purpose of the topic should be to puzzle those who come in several hours later.
Darien: If I'm remembering my cruddy Trek movies properly, that'll even be Satanic Klingons played by Christopher Lloyd.
ang: BK: such as scarecrow brains?
BurgerKing: That'd better not be a dig against Christopher Lloyd.
ang: Or Star Trek movies.
Darien: Not as such. More like an observation that he'd make one heck of a Satanic Klingon.
BurgerKing: Sweet.
Darien: ang: I feel free to rail on Star Trek V as hard as I feel like. It was wretched. :-}
BurgerKing: My friend once insulted Christopher Lloyd, and the next day his parents had never met.
Darien: BK: Whoa. Ten points for "most ominous threat ever."
BurgerKing: Ooh, points.

* Mensekemeser is in need of some Japanese or Chinese surfing music. Anyone have any leads?
Morris: Mense: "Litelu Dusu Cupa" by the Bicha Boisa.

Sundragyn: I CANT BELIEVE I HAVE TO GO TO WORK IN AN HOUR
wintermute: Sunny: They don't let you work from home?
Sundragyn: Nope.
wintermute: Boo. Bad people.
Mary: Is it in, like, aa big room full of phones, or what?
Nyperold: Cube farm?
wintermute: Mary: You'd have to hope there are some 'phones there.
wintermute: Unless Sun is a TELEPATHIC TELEMARKETER!
Sundragyn: One room with two cubes, another with no cubes. Four phones in all.
Sundragyn: wm: AHH
Sundragyn: (I get a cube. It's a blue cube. It's a :hot: blue cube.)
Nyperold: A SYKIK SELLING SYKO
Sundragyn: And then there's another line or two for other non-selling stuff.
wintermute: I bet if telepathy is ever developed, that's the first thing it gets used for, too.
Sundragyn: YIKES ACK NO
Sundragyn: That would SUCK
Nyperold: "You don't want to sell me siding. You want to go home and rethink your life."
wintermute: "You want.... to save money on your long distance calls"
Sundragyn: Noooooooooo

Lindra: Hey, Stephen! How are you?
Stephen: Lindra: Still alive, despite YOUR best efforts.
Stephen: I'd like to recommend you not cheap out on the ninjas, next time.
Lindra: :innocent: Mine?
Stephen: After I killed three of them, I cornered the fourth and he spilled the beans about who hired him.
Zarniwoop: Her? Hire ninjas?
Lindra: Ah. I knew he was unreliable.
Stephen: I put a sword though his eye. Dishonorable fiend.
Zarniwoop: I'm impressed.
Lindra: I'll do better next time.
Stephen: But, seriously, NEVER hire a ninja who was a Texan accent.
Stephen: It just doesn't scream "top-notch master of the forbidden arts."
Stephen: I don't care how many ghosts he's seen.
Sosiqui: Who WAS an accent?
Stephen: Sosi: The ninja.
* Lindra sighs and gets in touch with the master of ninjas. "Your ninjas were not up to standard. I claim replacements"
Stephen: Weren't you paying attention?
Sosiqui: The ninja was an accent.
Sosiqui: Okay.
Stephen: Sosi: That's right.
Sosiqui: So you were attacked by an accent? That sucks for it.
Stephen: He tried to kill me with bad pronunciation.
Sosiqui: Oh, right. Like "erl" and stuff.
Stephen: Yeah. And "y'all."
* Lindra reprimands the master of ninjas- at length.
codeman38: Heh.
Lindra: Maybe I'll have more luck with the master of assasins..
Stephen: Lindra: Oh, you mean Bill?
Stephen: He and I go way back.
Stephen: He actually still owes me $15.
Stephen: I'm sure he'd take a contract on me.
ahmoacah: I know lots of master assassins.
Stephen: He'd do anything to get out of paying my money.
Stephen: ahm: Yeah, but do you know the master of assassins?
TBG: I have a lawyer who does stuff like that.
ahmoacah: Er... I know some ex- grandmasters of assassins.
ahmoacah: Is that good enough?
* Ellmyruh's reading stuff about her new job. She now has a price on her head (in the form of life insurance).
flyingcats: Ell: If I reshoot you, do I get your car?
Ellmyruh: fc: NO
flyingcats: Ell: Dang.

* codeman38 gets really tired of listening to his parents arguing. over wallpapering the bathroom. greh.
* Nyperold imagines the house of the future.
Nyperold: Imagine downloading wallpaper and setting an actual WALL to that image.
codeman38: Heh.
Nyperold: And setting your option to Tile or Fit To Wall.
codeman38: I've actually read about prototypes that do just that. 'Twould be interesting.
wintermute: And then why not have animated wallpaper?
Nyperold: Hmm. Anigifs.
wintermute: A realistic, panoramic woodland setting. Or something.
wintermute: That would be cool.
codeman38: I can't wait to see what the house of the future is like. Heh.
wintermute: It's probably spherical.
* Nyperold DLs from ZVGQ and sets his bedroom's east wall to zwintro.gif.
wintermute: I want to live in a Prometheus-class Federation Starship.
wintermute: Or in Neopolis.
codeman38: Nyp: Hee.
codeman38: ALL YOUR HOUSE ARE BELONG TO US.

* DemanusFlint writes his paper.
Silvercup: Will you write mine?
DemanusFlint: On what subject?
Silvercup: Anne Boleyn, 2nd wife of Henry VIII.
DemanusFlint: Um... I don't think I can.
* DemanusFlint would try, but the Queen is no subject.

* Darien breathes shards. You have been given a light cut.
Mia: Owie.
Darien: Sorry about that.
Lynette: you HURTED MIA!!!!
Mia: S'okey.... :-(
Lynette: *gasp*
* Lynette HUGS MIAGETTE!!!!!
Faux_Pas: MIA HURTER
* Mia HUGS Lynettie!!!!
* Lynette ostracizes Darien
Darien: I DIDNAT MEE N TOO I am sorry. :-{
Lynette: yeah MEEN is right, YOU ARE!!!
Mia: S'okey....
* Darien is a bad, bad earth hound.
Faux_Pas: He's bad. Bad. Bad earth hound. Baddest man in the whole downtown.
Darien: That's me!
Mia: OH YEAH!
* Darien busts through a brick wall!
Mia: You are so odd.
Darien: OH YEAH!!
* Mia claps.
Darien: Me? Odd? Au contraire!
Mia: Yup. YOU.
Darien: You're just saying that because I breathe shards, bust through brick walls, hand out glasses of Poisin, and shout OH YEAH!!.
Mia: Uh-huh.
* Sam breathes time. Darien is not as smart as he used to be.
* Darien must now be amazingly stupid.
* Sam crawls on Maryam. One of her Mushrooms of Hallucination has been eaten!
* Darien casts a nether bolt. Sam feels his life draining away!
* Sam invokes a Mana Storm. Darien dies.

Cobra: fixing time again!
TalkingDog: Whoa. Cobra can fix time! Cool!

wintermute: Why do so many people break time?
Gahalia: TIME IS BORKEN
TalkingDog: Could you go back and make it so I was born in a very wealthy family?
Sundragyn: People should not be allowed to time travel if they cannot take care of time as they do so.
Nyperold: Thyme is broken?
wintermute: TD: I could. But I won't.
Bourne: "News At Eleven - Abraham Lincoln sick of Time travellers"
TalkingDog: Maybe Cobra will, then.
wintermute: TD: No, Cobra fixes time. You need someone to break it for you.
TalkingDog: Well, if he can fix it, he must know how it was broken.
TalkingDog: So why couldn't he break it?
wintermute: TD: Yes. But it's a moral thing. He's like Timecop, or something.
TalkingDog: I could bribe him. I could say, "Once I'm wealthy, you can come live with me and be filthy rich."
wintermute: TD: Or he could just areange it so that he was Bill Gates and you were poor as dirt.
TalkingDog: If that doesn't work, I'll talk to Sosiqui. She travels time. Maybe she could do something.
TalkingDog: Hey, Cobra, could you go back in time and make it so I'm filthy rich?
Cobra: nope... sorry... I only fix time for myself
Bourne: Or just filthy will do...
TalkingDog: Darnit.
Cobra: Bourne: nah... he's already got that :-)
TalkingDog: HEY!
TalkingDog: :-P
Cobra: just kidding TD :-D
TalkingDog: Yeah, you better be! (-:

Cobra: ARGH.... how many times do I have to tell them to NOT open the printer while it's running
Nyperold: Cobra: 9852759864376973905795709752.753.
Cobra: Nyperold: um... what's that supposed to mean?
Cobra: oh...
Cobra: I see
TalkingDog: Cobra: You asked the question, he answered it.
Cobra: the number of times (duh)

(I don't know what it was about cheese at that time[Sept. 20, 2000], but...)
* BurgerKing 's shoe was stolen by a partridge, once.
* Brunnen_G doesn't know what would be the right response to a statement like that.
BurgerKing: I think it stands alone quite nicely.
Nyperold: Yes. It stands alone, just like...
Nyperold: CHEESE. :)
Nyperold has left.

* Sam waits for Brunnen-G to mention the oppotunity to hear my amazingly jaw dropping to-faint-for voice on AIM.
* Brunnen_G also had the opportunity to hear Sam's amazingly faint voice on AIM
Sam: BG: LOL LOL LOL
* Sam thought that one was too funny to feign indignance at.

TalkingDog: sam: do you want to hear my poll question idea...or do you want me to shut up
Sam: Go ahead.
eric: dog: let's hear your poll question. SPEAK!
TalkingDog: the question is: "Is sarcasm an invention or a discovery?"
Ticia: hmmm...good one, TD
TalkingDog: :-D thanks
Sensei_Le_Roof: It's a creation
Ticia: invention, definatly
Sensei_Le_Roof: It's a topping :P
Ticia: it's not a topping if you order Sarcasm

Sosiqui: Hey, TOM. You showed up in a dream last night, if you care. It was nice and random.
TOM: Oh, really? Do tell. That's just plain odd.
Sosiqui: TOM: For some reason I had to go retake part of high school (*shrug*) at a REALLY SMALL high school that wasn't the one I went to originally, and you were in my class.
TOM: Hmmm...that is just plain odd. And nice and random.
Sosiqui: Well, it wasn't that weird, but yes, odd.
Sosiqui: The school was annoying, too. Heh.
TOM: In that facet, it was accurate. My school is annoying.
Sosiqui: TOM: Is it very very small and uses the same Trig book as my high school did? Oh, and with no moving around in classes and b... OH WAIT A MINUTE.
Sosiqui: I just figured out where the school came from.
TOM: Nope...not very small.
Sosiqui: This is what comes from watching Card Captor Sakura right before bed... you steal the school and use it as a setting.
Matthew: You dreamt about doing trig in an anime school?
* TOM's school is often the setting of his dreams. For some odd reason. Usually it's connected to his living, too.
Sosiqui: Well, it wasn't an anime school. More like it had several elements of a Japanese school.
TOM: Er...it's usually connected to my living room, too.
TOM: Which is weird. Sometimes if I go up the stairs in my dream, I end up in my school.
Sosiqui: So that was my weird dream with TOM in it.
Sosiqui: Oh, and I got so sick of going over the same stuff again and again that I said "Forget this" and went back to college. HAH.
TOM: A couple nights ago, I had one where there were *two* places connected to my living room.
TOM: My high school, of course, and Grove City College.
Sosiqui: None of that beats the Dream of Ultimate Surreality.
TOM: I could go from one to either of the other two, anytime I wanted.
TOM: And I spent most of the dream looking for someone. Never found them.
Sosiqui: The Dream of Ultimate Surreality... was weird. VERY.
* TOM has loads of weird dreams. Most of them involve his living room and his school, though.
Matthew: I've had one of those.
Matthew: The sort where you actually wake up afraid that you might be going mad.
Sosiqui: Yep!
Matthew: Where cause and effect go out of the window. As do our accepted laws of reality.
Sosiqui: My DoUS (not to be confused with RoUS) involved Manhattan and a tour of it. Through kiddy crawl tunnels. Stopping at places such as a display of a crystal ball and a pile of glass blown by Lewis Caroll, a dome with all of Holland and Belgium under it, rebuilt twin towers, a REALLY FREAKING BIG bridge over Manhattan, and a bunch of other freaky stuff. And a cuddle.
Sosiqui: Weirdness I say
Sosiqui: Oh, and the tour began in a Media Play store. For no good reason.
Matthew: Oh, that reminds me. STILL no one has told me what the big metal globe thing I saw in New York was.
Sosiqui: Maybe it was the dome with all of Holland and Belgium under it.
Matthew: It was a little smaller than Belgium.
Sosiqui: I don't know then.

* Gahalia mixes Civ and Ochem by listening to the Civ CD while studying chemistry flashcards.
Gahalia: Probably a bad idea, that.
Monkeyman: If I knew some information from civ, I'd make a funny joke mixing up civ and ochem.
John: civochem
Gahalia: lol
Monkeyman: But right now, it would be all like "The chiral (civ civ civ) combines with an alcohol (civ civ) to form bromobenz(civ)!"
Gahalia: LOL!!
John: The brand new drug GUARANTEED to turn any brute savage into the perfectly civilized gentleman in UNDER 24 HOURS! Order yours TODAY!
John: (Even works on Monkeymen.)
Gahalia: Hehe
Gahalia: Under 24 hours..
John: "Civochem worked for me! I used it on my monkeyman and he started taking showers DAILY! I'm amazed with the results!"
Gahalia: LOL!
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to 'Civochem! Order yours TODAY!' by Gahalia.

Travholt: Who put Beasty in the Beasty-bop-dee-bop? Who put Maryam in the Maryama-lama-ding-dong?
Maryam: LOL
Beasty: Very good Trav!
* Travholt bows.
Travholt: Tankoo, tankoo.
Nyperold has entered.
Maryam: Heya, Nyp.
Nyperold: Hello!
* Travholt looks at "Maryam" and "Nyperold" together and reads "Napalm".
* Maryam thinks Travholt didn't get enough sleep last night.

RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to 'ATTACK OF THE RABID TERM PAPER' by BurgerKing.
BurgerKing: AIEEEEEEE.
BurgerKing: In a world where making the grade is key... IT brings the threat of ACADEMIC FAILURE.
mamday: NOT ACADEMIC FAILURE!
BurgerKing: Starring James Allen and Professor Colin Grant's Religious Studies Major Paper, it's....
BurgerKing: ATTACK OF THE RABID TERM PAPER
BurgerKing: ...also starring Dustin Hoffman as Col. Montel Williams, Barbara Streisand as the woman who loved him, and Charles Barkley as himself.
BurgerKing: Opening in a theatre near you.
BurgerKing: BE THERE.
mamday: Darnit. I already asked my mother to take me to see Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
BurgerKing: mamday: It'd probably be a bit too intense for you, anyhow.
mamday: I could take it
* mamday puffs up, pretending to be brave
BurgerKing: I dunno. There's plenty of threats of academic failure in there.
mamday: I-I--I don't fear academic failure
BurgerKing: It's sent many a brave man crying to his academic councillor.
BurgerKing: Not even the dreaded... Academic Probation?
mamday: AAaaaaaaaaaaaaah
* mamday knows how that is
BurgerKing: I really would love to see a feature starring Dustin Hoffman, Barbra Streisand, and Charles Barkley, though.
BurgerKing: That would rule.
* mamday would not
BurgerKing: They'd be all, like, "Hey, I'm Dustin Hoffman," "Hey, I'm Barbra Streisand," "Hey, I'm Charles Barkley," and it would be cool.
BurgerKing: Oooh. Do you know what would be even better? A movie with Dustin Hoffman playing Charles Barkley, Barbra Streisand playing Dustin Hoffman, and Charles Barkley playing Barbra Streisand. Whoa.

* Nyperold Finnishes with that language, and goes to German.
* Sakura dies.
* BurgerKing undies Sakura.
Sakura: I'd almost forgotten about the abundance of puns around here...
dingdong: Nyp: Dang! I was try to think of one and you beat me!
Nyperold: Hmm. Not the sword-throwing guy in Act 2, this time, I assume.
Sakura: Sword-throwing guy in Act 2? If that was a joke, it went about a mile over my ehad...
Sakura: *head
Nyperold: That game...?
Sakura: Ah!
Sakura: Heh, I'd almost forgotten that.
Sakura: You have a better memory than I do...
* BurgerKing is still clueless.
* dingdong blinks.
Nyperold: I also check quotes pages frequently. :)
* Ria is with BK and dingdong.
Sakura: I was quoted on that?
Nyperold: Yeah.
(Here, I opened another browser window to look for it, but...)
Sakura: Do tell... Which page?
Nyperold: Blah. I think it was on Cynthia's, but the file is gone.
Sakura: Oh, well.
Nyperold: "Wes has entered." "Sakura: Starting another chain of deaths..." "Stephen: I like that. "Wes has entered. Starting another chain of deaths,""
Nyperold: *. not ,
Sakura: LOL.
Sakura: My timing is, by turns, horrible and perfect. That's an example of the latter.
(The quote referred to is gone.)

* Mia is too tired to think of what she is saying.
Sosiqui: Mia is FUN when she's tired! :D\
RinkChat: The chat room topic has been changed to 'Mia is tired by so much late and germies.' by Sosiqui.
Mia: Yes I am!
Mia: Mia is fun when she ams tirednes by all the latenes sand germins?
Sosiqui: Yes, talker like Yoda in nest.
Mia: Oh okey i kood talk like this if u want?
Mia: OR LIKE THIS....
Sosiqui: talc lyk this! LYK UMG
Sosiqui: LYK UMG MIA IS SYK
Mia: okey i kood do tat
Nyperold: Ooh, talc...
Sosiqui: gyv hur medsin so she wun't DIE and BLUD ON TEH ASPENSIVE CARPIT
* Mia kofs kofs kofs
Sosiqui: cuz if she DIES on teh ASPENSIVE CARPIT she gon SOO us all
Mia: i woodnt soo us all, sosi!!
Mia: i wood ony soo those hoo deserved it
Sosiqui: I have a funny story.
Sosiqui: This is the story of how this mode of speech ORIGINATED. :)
Sosiqui: And it's true.
Nyperold: AN OTHER FYUNNY SOTRY
Sosiqui: This happened last summer, in 2000, on a forum Ria and I both moderated at the time.
Sosiqui: (We don't anymore.)
* Nyperold GDIs, in lieu of Nodding.
Sosiqui: The forum population was mostly teenagers, and we'd just had a pretty good discussion on suicide, when someone decided to come in and be a dork.
Sosiqui: This person, posing as one "Net Mommey", posted that her daughters had been reading the forum, read the discussion about suicide and decided to kill themselves. (It was a hoax, by the way.)
Sosiqui: This post was FULL of spelling errors and was done like this...
Mia: Oh, great...
Sundragyn: Ugh.
Sosiqui: "UMG! Mi dotter cam 2 the form an red abut suycyde an I FOND MI DOTTER hangng frum uh LAMP an she was DED. Blud all over mi ASPENSIVE CARPIT!!! I GON SOO YALL!"
Mia: LOL!!!
Mia: That rules.
Sosiqui: That is pretty much a verbatim quote.
Sosiqui: So we tore into her and thus, Net Mommey speech was born.
Mia: Not that she found her "dotter hangng frum uh LAMP and she was DED." Nor do I think that the "Blud all over mi ASPENSIVE CARPIT" is cool. But that rules.
Sosiqui: It was used around the community for quite a while. I have AIM chats archived that take place with NOTHING but that time of talk.
Sosiqui: Hehehe.
Sosiqui: Like... AerdnaSosiqui: erth furst! strip myne uther planets latur!
Sosiqui: ....etc
Mia: LOL
Sundragyn: LOL
Sosiqui: That's also where the HYOOJ word originated, that is now in use here.
Sosiqui: TEH EDN

Hiri: So, what's new around here? Any alligaors come ganwing on your hand lately?
Hiri: I speak fluent typo, no?
Nyperold: Nah. I tend to stay away from fresh water. :)
Nyperold: *freshwater
Hiri: Did you know that salt water can actually dirve you crazy?
Hiri: DRIVE!!! AHHH!!!
Nyperold: Unless it's chlorinated fresh, or spring water.
Lyri: Salt water can drive you crazy?
Hiri: I learned this one the hard way, as you can see from my atrocious typing.
Lyri: No wonder everyone in PR is wack, since we all have a beach less than an hour away...
Nyperold: I know it's annoying when ocean water gets in one's mouth...
Hiri: Well, normally drinking it is the way it makes you crazy, because it impedes the flow of oxygen to one's brain, or something like that.
Nyperold: I try not to drink it. Which is easy, since I'm about 50 mi. inland. :)
Lyri: The beach is 10-15 minutes away from my house!...I think the evaporated salt water is getting to my brain and that's why I'm crazy.
Hiri: Well I live about half an hour from the Chesapeake, which is "brackish," technically.
Hiri: Wow, I wish I lived so close to the beach.
Lyri: Food! Mommy made food! Okay, gotta go. I'm hungry...
Nyperold: Bye!
Marvin: Bye
Hiri: Bye!
Lyri: Marvin, you're alive?
Hiri: No, Marvin is undead.
Marvin: Off course
Lyri: Nevermind, gotta go, I think the food is speaking to me...bye all.
Hiri: Bye!
Marvin: Bye

ahmoacah: OK, this perl I'm writing script RULES!
* Mensekemeser reads over that sentence a few times.
ahmoacah: Oops, "perl script"
ahmoacah: OK. Let me try again. LOL. I sentences can usually write.
Ellmyruh: LOL! You RULE, ahmoacah
ahmoacah: "OK, this perl script I'm writing RULES!"
ahmoacah: Wow, that was an impressive word-o or something back there.

* Gabe is from the mythical State of Jefferson.
Gabe: I never could figure out what use a mythical state was.
Morris: Eventually I plan on developing a mythical parellel Earth.
Morris: "Parallel Earth" being a figure of speech. It will actually be perpendicular.
* Morris is just so darn witty.
BurgerKing: To everything (turn! turn! turn) there is a season (turn! turn! turn!)....
* Gabe tries to envision a perpendicular earth.
Morris: Gabe: Put it at roughly Neptune's angle and you've got it.
Gabe: Make Hawaii the West Pole, just for the irony.
Gabe: People can take vacation cruises through the Arctic ocean.

Faux_Pas: Yep, I'd say that helping you move would be considered a "non-freaky" RinkDream.
Ellmyruh: Unless I was moving into a cave full of bats that looked like Liface. (If I have nightmares about that, it's your fault. ;-) )

* Grishny is John, John the Resume Man.
Grishny: I typed up my dad's resume this morning and emailed it for him.
lilangel: for what job?
Grishny: I don't know. He wanted me to email it to his headhunter.

Sakura: ...Did I kill the conversation?
Kiki: If by "kill" you mean "trip over its dead carcass on the way in", yes.

* Wes SELLS Ellmyruh insurance!
Wes: As in, insurance to Ellmyruh, not insurance in case of Ellmyruh.
Ellmyruh: Hehehe. The latter might be needed more.

* Brunnen_G saw dolphins today. It ruled.
Hal: Brunnen: Did you swim with them?
Hal: Brunnen: I read that could be dangerous
Brunnen_G: Hal: No. First, it's winter, second, I was busy at the time, and third, the ferry probably wouldn't have come back for me.
Brunnen_G: Hal: It can be dangerous if people jump in like doofuses and scare the dolphins when they're not in a playing mood, or if they have babies.
Nyperold: Or if they cover their blowholes. Ouch!
Hal: Brunnen: It's summer here. Your country is backward.
Ellmyruh: Brunnen-G!! Did you abseil from a stealth fighter plane into a school of dolphins today?
Hal: LOL Nyperold
Brunnen_G: Ellie: Yeah!
Hal: Did you throw food for the Dauphins Brunnen?
Nyperold: Any whales about?
Brunnen_G: Actually the dolphins abseiled down from a stealth plane. They were special governmental stealth dolphins.
Brunnen_G: Hal & Nyperold: No.
Ellmyruh: BG: Our government is too cheap to have stealth dolphins. No, instead we have stealth elephants that tend to make too much noise when they land. Um, ok. Where did THAT come from?? Yes, I'm very tired.