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Decoy:
So anyway, then he says, "That's why I mounted a Tivo on top of the 'Entertainment' center."
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 6:20:19 pm)

Erik:
Greetings everyone...It's been a long time since I've had a drink in this place. How are you Decoy?
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 6:29:19 pm)

Dr. Dilettante:
Jung, eh? If you read up, you'll find that its only for degreed professionals and stoned sophmores. Take it from me, if you try to write that, you end up a with an obvious Apocalypse Now clone set in a petri dish, a remarkable contempt for Sting, a crappy soundtrack, and more rushes than you can burn in a winter.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 6:42:28 pm)

Decoy:
Hi Erik! Yeah, long time.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 6:42:51 pm)

Decoy:
We are all great. In particular, as Wax noted, Heruka is very funny.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 6:44:08 pm)

Decoy, Ph.D.:
Carl Gustav Jung. The father of an analytical psychology that examines the linkages between all reality - in thought and myth. A basic film primer for his motifs is Apocalypse Now. Drop acid and write a 5000 word report on the role of myth and instinct in the relationship between Lance, Captain Willard, and Colonel Kurtz; elaborate on the archetypes present in each character.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 7:00:31 pm)

Queenie:
To Dr. Dilettante: Since you seem to know so well what sort of stuff I write, I can only assume that you've read everything I've ever penned and are therefore an authority on the subject. Otherwise, you're just talking out your ass, which basically means you're talking out of your face on account of you're an ass face.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 8:21:59 pm)

LePettomane, Ph.D.:
Blppppppp.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 9:20:10 pm)

Queenie:

(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 9:24:15 pm)

Decoy:
Hi Queenie. What's the good word? New script idea? Do tell.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 9:31:44 pm)

Decoy:
Or not. 'Seems to cause trouble 'ound these parts,
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 9:34:03 pm)

Decoy:
I'm oot. Go Sabes!
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 9:39:50 pm)

Myk Murphy:
back to the normal grind tomorrow. boo. i guess i'll read all about it when i get home.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 11:09:37 pm)

rOb!:
Neil Jung. I like his music.
(Mon Feb 19, 2001 - 11:54:24 pm)

Queenie:
Well, it's essentially a love story, but then there's a big twist at the end of the second act and it turns out that nothing is what it seems, in a Fight Club or Sixth Sense kind of way. It seems to be a common theme that's pretty big with the kids these days, so what the heck.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 1:17:09 am)

Queenie:
Oh yeah and I found a great Director of Photography who admires my work and wants to join the team. Other than Ed the Skite, he will be the only male on the crew thus far. We are nothing if not rich in estrogen.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 1:18:45 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
What a proud nation we are! "British teenagers are among the heaviest users of alcohol, cigarettes and illegal drugs in Europe, a new study will show."
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 4:48:23 am)

Chewing Wax:
Good morning
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 6:30:29 am)

orange:
Way to go UK teens.... WOOOOOOOOO!!! Rah Rah Rah...
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 7:56:59 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
And who says Trisha doesn't have anything to work with.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 7:57:51 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
So - I’m keeping away from the internet. It frightens me. I went to a search engine to look for stills from the wonderful Maury’s shows of either dwarves or men dressed as women (which is all he ever has on his show). Here’s what it came up with: "... in dumpsters, naked female dwarves with huge feet that like to put rubber sausages up thier asses, and our hidden cameras nailed Maury Povitch and Connie Chung ... " I’m going home now.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 7:59:46 am)

Decoy:
UK Teens RULE!
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 8:34:11 am)

Decoy:
Good morning all. Tidy win last night for the Sabres, eh. Are yousure the LIKE to put rubber sausages up there, or are they being paid to do so? So strange, so confusing.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 8:35:57 am)

Decoy:
Ok then, back to work. Have a productive day now.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 8:37:30 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
George Bush and Dick Cheney are enjoying a celebration dinner at a fancy Washington restaurant. Their waitress approaches their table to take their order, and she is young and very attractive. She asks Cheney what he wants, and he replies,"I'll have the heart-healthy salad." "Very good, sir," she replies, and turning to Bush she asks, "And what do you want, Mr. President?" Bush answers, "How about a quickie?" Taken aback, the waitress slaps him and says, "I'm shocked and disappointed in you. I thought you were bringing in a new administration that was committed to high principles and morality. I'm sorry I voted for you." With that, the waitress departed in a huff. Cheney leans over to Bush, and says, "Mr. President, I believe that's pronounced 'quiche'."
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 8:57:58 am)

Chewing Wax:
I was at that hockey game. It was tidy indeed. And fun to watch.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 9:15:45 am)

Cushca:
I should like some alcohol, cigarettes and illegal drugs please.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 9:22:40 am)

Decoy:
Have two, they're small.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 9:44:23 am)

Decoy:
I thought I saw Wax eating nachos in the stands.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 9:45:11 am)

:
I WANT HER TO LEEEEAAAVE! I HATE MY OFFICE! SHE MAKES IT HORRIBLE AND BAD!!!! NO-ONE COMES TO SEE ME ANY MORE!!
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 10:03:07 am)

Littlest Hobo:
Theres a voice that keeps on callin' me,
Down the road is where I'll always be,
and each stop I make, I make a new friend...

(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 10:04:55 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
The population of the world is6,129,805,470I am now going to think of the amount of people whose heads I would like to stove in. I bet it’s not many, by comparison.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 10:14:51 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I'm sure that's not right: I can only think of five. This temp, that other one, Anthea Turner, Slag, and Malay Dave. I'm sure I must hate a lot more people than that.
(Tue Feb 20, 2001 - 10:17:18 am)