longasschat

A Really Long-Ass Chat

thanks to qc for saving this chat :)

<.Liz> Hope you get wonderful mail tomorow!
<.Beautyone> *smooches Liz*
<.silver> lmao
<.Beautyone> me too.
<.Adjective> i can't see anything.... are you guys talking?
<.///> ////
<.silver> whoo ! it's ///!
<.qc> we'
<.Adjective> can you see me talking?
<.qc> re talking!
<.silver> *jumps up and down*
<.Liz> Yes, we're both talking and flashing you!!!
<.Beautyone> *smooches silver*
<.qc> and pressing enter
<.silver> *smooches back*
<.///> //////////////////
<.silver> lol
<.Adjective> hmmm im gunna brb soonish... as fun as talking to myself is...
<.silver> *has wild fling with ///*
<.qc> you'll never tire of that, willya?
<.qc> hee
<.silver> lol. no
<.qc> guess not
<.Liz> ///, you slut! You told me I was the only one!!!
<.silver> *giggles*
<.qc> oh, and hello, ///. Long time no see, eh?
<.silver> lol
<.///> ///////
<.silver> lmao!
<.///> *is hurt*
<.silver> *falls out of chair laughing*
<.///> *loves them both*
<.Adjective> HOLY FUCK!
<.///> ///////
<.silver> lol
<.qc> lol
<.silver> *gasps for air*
<.Adjective> THATS a shit load of writing that just came up
<.qc> hee
<.Liz> You back, adj?!
<.Adjective> my god...
<.qc> *fucks in a holy way*
<.Liz> Hooray!!!
<.Adjective> yes it seems so
<.qc> yes?
<.Liz> not me, qc :)
<.Adjective> wheee!!!!
<.silver> whoo! wb adj!
<.silver> lol
<.qc> <.God> Taking my name in vain again, are we?
<.Adjective> *scrolls to see what was said*
<.Liz> *gooses sil, just 'cause she's so giddy and fun right now*
<.silver> oh man....too bad i didn't save the beginning of the /// shit.....
<.silver> lol
<.silver> and lol@liz
<.Adjective> heh qc
<.Liz> Must stir my soba - back in a jiffy!
<.silver> soooooooooooooba
<.Adjective> what is this /// business?
[Wed Aug 15 16:59:25 GMT+09:30 2001] Doyle: "We used to be friends, Dennis. Don't you remember when you called me during Buffy? When Angel found the chalice of evil?", "The battle between good and evil is no laughing matter."
<.silver> lol
<.silver> wb doyley!
<.qc> DOYLEY!
<.silver> say hi to ///
<.silver> ;)
<.///> ///
<.Liz> WB, Doyle!
<.silver> lmao
<.Liz> Heh, "stir my soba" That sounds fun :)
<.silver> ha ha
<.Doyle> who is ///?
<.///> I am ///
<.silver> /// is our new friend
<.Liz> a tramp who's been cheating on me, that's who!
<.silver> and i've had an affair with him
<.silver> lol
<.///> *cries*
<.Adjective> wow...i always wanted one of those...a friend
<.silver> awww....there there ///
<.Liz> And silver - my own sister!!
<.silver> *comforts ///*
<.///> *jerks away from sil*
<.silver> hey! he just wasn't getting what he needed from you!
<.Doyle> so /// would be........SB then??
<.silver> or me, apparently
<.silver> lol
<.///> don't TOUCH me!
<.///> ///
<.Liz> Then /// should have been /// enough to say so and not gone behind my back!
<.silver> *sobs*
<.silver> lol
<.Doyle> no, SB could never be that aggressive
<.Doyle> it's not him i gather
<.///> liz... sniff... I love you
<.qc> lol
<.silver> ooooooh.....doyle thinks sb's a wimp!
<.qc> sb had to get the hell outta here
<.qc> oooooooooh
<.Liz> Sadly, ///, I believe our time together is over now
<.qc> you;re going' down, bitch!
<.silver> eh?
<.///> NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
<.silver> lol
<.Liz> Moo?!
<.///> //////
<.Doyle> yeah, that's what i said. in my very own words "would never be that agressive" i really meant "whimp" ya-huh
<.silver> lol
<.Doyle> absolutely
<.silver> hehee. i know ;)
<.Liz> ////////// all you like, but I think we both know it's for the best
<.silver> lol
<.///> Fine. Leave me. See if I care.
<.///> *throws Molotov cocktail through Liz's window*
<.silver> lol
<.///> //////////////:p//////////
<.Liz> Hey, you were the one who went steppin' out on me
<.///> moi?
<.///> nuh-uh
<.silver> *giggles*
<.Liz> *is oddly not concerned about it *
<.///> don't believe what that sil whore says
<.Doyle> hmmm, who syas moi? possibly ant?
<.silver> hey!
<.Doyle> it's ant right?
<.///> what is this, some sort of GAME?
<.Liz> Hey, that's my sister you're talking about!
<.Doyle> says*
<.Adjective> *sigh* this is what happens when we allow puncutation to enter the chat room. there goes the nieghbourhood :)
<.silver> lol
<.///> This is all a joke to you?
<.Liz> Now, Adj, don't be grammarist
<.Doyle> *all sign point to ant*
<.Liz> Who, me?
<.qc> *Watches neighbourhood run yelping down the street.*
<.silver> *nods* to make you feel this way
<.silver> ;)
<.Adjective> quiet you...go back to your question mark ///
<.///> ///////////
<.Liz> *all your base are belong to us*
<.qc> lol
<.silver> lmao
<.Doyle> signs*
<.Liz> Ooh, time to strain my soba!
<.qc> yay?
<.qc> I mean, yay!
<.silver> strain my soba
<.silver> hm
<.///> /////////!
<.Adjective> i am a proud grammarist... we don't need their kind punctuating our air. ok ok, full stops may be nessecary. but ill not stand for ////'s!
<.silver> lol
<.Liz> (heehe - that wouldn't happen if I stretched out first :) )
<.///> *sues ADJ for racism*
<.silver> ha ha
<.silver> uh oh
<.silver> looks like /// needs some legal defense
<.silver> or adj does, rather
<.Adjective> */// can't afford a lawyer cuz it's a filthy piece of punctuation and the lawsiut never follows through*
<.silver> lol
<.Adjective> :)
<.///> wanna bet?
<.Adjective> yeah
<.///> Where's my Lindseycakes?
<.silver> heh
[Wed Aug 15 17:06:00 GMT+09:30 2001] Lindsey: Boo - hoo! Let me wipe away the tears with my plastic hand!
<.qc> lol
<.silver> whoo! lindsey!
<.silver> *g*
<.silver> *jumps up and down*
<.Lindsey> thought you'd seen the last of me
<.///> There's my Lindseycakes!
<.Lindsey> didn't you?
<.Liz> WooHo! Hullo there!!
<.Lindsey> mwahahaha
<.silver> lol
<.qc> Hellu!
<.Lindsey> hellu!
<.Lindsey> qc!
<.Lindsey> my sugar
<.qc> hee
<.qc> and aw crap, my chat window's going fucked... sigh
<.Lindsey> *smooches qc*
<.Liz> Oddly enough, now that I've strained my soba, I'm going to to ice it :)
<.Lindsey> aww
<.silver> lol.
<.qc> *smooches back*
<.qc> You still got that big, manly truck?
<.silver> lmao
<.Lindsey> yep
<.Lindsey> i uv my truck
<.qc> *claps hands excitedly*
<.Lindsey> almost as much as you, qc
<.Lindsey> :)
<.silver> i uv my suv
<.qc> Can we drive it through a tunnel?
<.Lindsey> i meant to say uv
<.Lindsey> yes i did
<.silver> lol
<.qc> well, good for you, sul
<.silver> mmhmm
<.Lindsey> cause lawyers never make typos
<.silver> course not
<.silver> 'cause they have secretaries to type for them
<.Lindsey> yes we can, qc
<.silver> ;)
<.qc> *jumps up and down*
<.silver> or, transcriptionists, or whatever
<.qc> but first, my good friend /// needs some defendin'
<.Adjective> ho oesn't uv heir suv? *always gotta take it too far*
<.silver> lol
<.qc> hee
<.Lindsey> come to think of...i gotta go find that secretary, that W&H secretary from that ep where the blind woman beat me up
<.Lindsey> she was fiiiiiine
<.silver> lmao. adj, that first sentence i dont' think can even be classified as english
<.silver> *g*
<.silver> and lol@lindsey
<.qc> I thought that Doyle liked her? What, you like her too now, Lindsey?
<.silver> "ho oesn't uv heir suv"
<.Liz> All right - I think I'm gonna go slurp the soba now
<.Lindsey> well, she *does* work at my firm
<.///> ///
<.Adjective> what IS a soba?
<.Liz> buckwheat noodles
<.Adjective> ohhh yeah
<.qc> Buckwheat Sings!
<.Adjective> mmmmm yaki soba
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> and believe me, with the obsessive nature that funny little Irishman who thinks he's not dead has, i could get him in jail for 5 years if he simply looked at her legs
<.Lindsey> mmmmmhm
<.Adjective> Buckwheat!
<.Lindsey> legs
<.silver> lol
<.qc> he
<.qc> e
<.silver> wookin' pa nub, in all da wong pwaces.....
<.qc> *snort*
<.Liz> unce, tice, fee tines a mady...
<.silver> *snerk*
<.qc> we have that on tape somewhere, too... quite sad
<.silver> lmao!
<.Adjective> way to twist the languave suv :)
<.Liz> Crap, I loved that skit
<.silver> lol
<.silver> lol....oh god...suv? is that gonna be a new nickname? *g*
<.Lindsey> is there a legal drama in here or can someone like ally mcbeal fill in for me?
<.Liz> Okay, my noodles should be cold now - time to go eat now!
<.qc> Ally? ugh
<.Liz> See you guys later!
<.qc> I might have to snap her in half
<.silver> buh bye, lizcakes!
<.///> //////
<.Adjective> maybe not by the masses... but there will at least be one person calling you that *looks innocent*
<.Lindsey> b-byes l-liz
<.qc> seeeeeeeya!
<.Adjective> cya liz!
<.Liz> *smooches for silverey*
<.Liz> Nite, you guys!!!
<.silver> well....see....i forget exactly what the legal thing was
<.Liz> Sweet dreams and stuff!
<.silver> *smooches back*
<.silver> oh, i think /// was gonna sue adj for ///-ism
<.silver> or something
<.qc> *gets into Marilyn manson getup*
<.silver> lol
<.silver> um....
<.Adjective> thats right
<.silver> *runs away*
<.qc> *chases sil with cream*
<.Adjective> *throws a puppy at MM and runs*
<.silver> are you taking about that weird, androgynous jumpsuit thingy he wears? 'cause.....*shudders*
<.qc> *stops to eat puppy*
<.qc> mmm, dead puppies
<.silver> nooooooooo! not the cream!
<.silver> *runs faster*
<.Adjective> i bought you some time with the puppy suv, but it wont take her long!
<.qc> *freaks sil out*
<.Lindsey> *is very put-off by all this*
<.qc> *starts singing Uptown Girl*
<.silver> lol
<.silver> omg
<.silver> MM singing Billy Joel. that...my friends....is truly scary
<.Lindsey> *puts on shitkickers*
<.qc> Is this being saved, by any chance? Not that MM really cares about saved chats.... He just wants to make more work for sil
<.Adjective> brb...
<.silver> lol
<.silver> kk, adj
<.silver> and yeah, i'll prolly save it
<.silver> chats are so much easier than threads, i'm actually glad to stock up on them
<.silver> o lovely chat
<.silver> how easy you are
<.Lindsey> *MM runs into some unsavory characters in his underground city of the damned*
<.qc> <.MM>Yay! *squeals like a little girl*
<.qc> <.chat>*slaps sil*
<.silver> lol
<.qc> <.MM>*grabs some of qc's goats*
<.silver> *recoils, and holds burning slapped cheek with hand. looks stunned*
<.Lindsey> now ya know what Doyle felt when ya bitchslapped him that time he tried to resurrect the board, silv...
<.qc> *You're* the easy one, whore. Don't speak about me like that... or I'll sic Lindsey onto you.
<.Lindsey> uh, i know nothnig about that
<.silver> lol@lindsey
<.silver> and lindsey won't come after me, chat! not after i've promised him a win the next time he's in my courtroom!
<.qc> <.MM>Mmm... Lindsey....
<.qc> eh, your courtroom can go fuck itself
<.///> ////
<.silver> lmao
<.silver> oh god....i am *so* easily amused
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> is there gonna be any actual courtroom happenings or what?
<.qc> well, duh
<.Lindsey> cause i got a lunch
<.silver> heh. dunno. adj never came back yet
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> i don't want to be late for
<.silver> here. *hands lindsey a kewl glass of water to tide him over*
<.Lindsey> ooh, thankyou alot
<.qc> lmao
<.qc> <.MM>*hands sil a glass of kewl fresh cream*
<.silver> uuuuuuuuuuuugh!
<.silver> *vomits*
<.qc> *eats the vomit*
<.silver> ugh!
<.silver> even grosser!
<.silver> lol
<.qc> *<.MM>, that is*
<.qc> ahem
<.silver> lmao
<.silver> rotflmao!!!
<.qc> KICK THE BABY!
<.Lindsey> btw, MM, for being an all around badguy, and having shit
music, you get to go be with holland *pushes MM into elevator and sends him to the "home office". that's right LA)
<.silver> lol. whoo!
<.silver> *is still laughing*
<.qc> <.MM>Cool... LA... wow.... some good shit down here....
<.Adjective> hookay back now
<.silver> wb, adj!
<.qc> <.MM>*turns to Holland* You're one damn fine-looking man, you know that?
<.Lindsey> get in the chair and lie like dogs
<.qc> adj!
<.Lindsey> er...a dog
<.qc> heya... wb... whatever
<.Lindsey> is there a judge in the house?
<.silver> lol
<.silver> yeah, i'm here
<.qc> Since when does Lindsey quote Restless, hmm?
<.silver> *bangs gavel*
<.Lindsey> a female judge?;)
<.Lindsey> ooh
<.Lindsey> goodey
<.silver> you may proceed with your case, counselor
<.qc> <.MM> *watches sil bang the gavel... is impressed by her stamina*
<.silver> lol
<.silver> and ewwww
<.Lindsey> well, see, i'm not like that drunken Doyle character. i quote 'restless'
<.silver> god, how come every chat with you ends up with something in my hole, eh?
<.qc> well, your hole *is* quite impressively large
<.silver> lol
<.silver> who do you think made it that way, eh?
<.Lindsey> can someone remove MM from the courtroom?
<.silver> *leers at qc*
<.///> In my defence... ////////
<.silver> lmao
<.Lindsey> he gives off a bad oder
<.qc> <.MM>*chains self to sil*
<.Adjective> *resists the temptation to shout "shut your hole"*
<.Lindsey> sp?
<.silver> ew, get off me!
<.silver> and lol@adj
<.qc> odour
<.silver> odor, if you're american ;)
<.Lindsey> ah
<.Lindsey> see
<.qc> <.MM>see, I'm a good speller *is proud*
<.Lindsey> i knew that
<.Lindsey> alas
<.Lindsey> no typo
<.Lindsey> :)
<.silver> heh
<.silver> *orders rent-a-cops to come forward and pry MM off*
<.qc> <.MM> Sweet peas are made of these... who am I to take a pee?
<.silver> eject him / her / it from the courtroom!
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> alright, so....what's my client being charged for again?....::who's my client, judge?::
<.qc> <.MM>*starts eating sil*
<.silver> *bangs gavel some more*
<.silver> *bangs on MM with the gavel*
<.silver> stop that!
<.silver> your client is adj
<.qc> <.MM> *enjoys being banged on*
<.silver> and he's being charged with ///-ism
<.Adjective> nono
<.Lindsey> hmmm
<.Adjective> lindsey is ///'s lawyer
<.Lindsey> *looks in book o' what's legal and not legal*
<.silver> no...lindsey is a defense lawyer
<.silver> you're the one who needs defending
<.silver> 'cause you've been charged
<.///> Didn't I call Lindsey up, though?
<.silver> lol
<.Adjective> ill get a lawyer myself...just wait a min
<.///> Who's on thrid?
<.Lindsey> no
<.silver> what?
<.///> or even third
<.Lindsey> i am your lawyer
<.Lindsey> damnit
<.///> oh, nevermind
<.silver> lol
<.silver> no who's on first
<.///> I'll ask whichever one I want, bitch
<.Lindsey> can i be a lawyer for both of them?
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> or is qc the other lawyer?
<.silver> lmao....sure....argue both cases
<.silver> *g*
<.///> *insults judge*
<.silver> *has /// found in contempt of court*
<.Lindsey> objection!
<.///> *chains self to MM and sil*
<.Lindsey> my client is under stress
<.///> I thought Lindsey was guaranteed to win?
<.Lindsey> after being insulted
<.///> hee
<.///> damn straight
<.///> sing it, sister!
<.silver> your client's gonna find ///'self in a jail cell, unless you restrain ///
<.Lindsey> mr. /// would like his/her outburst stricken from the record
<.///> /////////////////////////////////////////
<.silver> lol
<.silver> see that it doesn't happen again!
<.///> ///////.
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> yessir your honur
<.///> *glares*
<.Lindsey> hounour*
<.Lindsey> shit
<.///> hee
<.Adjective> what a foul mouth... ////indeed
<.silver> *looks forbidding in her black robes and wig thingy*
<.Lindsey> i gotta put my uh...glasses on
<.Lindsey> honour*
<.silver> glasses?
<.silver> lol
<.///> *tries not to spray water on 'puter... again... and my, that soudns bad*
<.///> fuckerrrrrrr
[Wed Aug 15 17:26:55 GMT+09:30 2001] Lilah has no profile.
<.///> *sounds
<.silver> lilah!
<.///> LILAH! ///////////////
<.silver> lol
<.Lilah> ahem
<.Lindsey> Lilah?
<.Lindsey> you bitch!
<.Lilah> shoosh lindsey
<.Lindsey> get the hell outta here!
<.///> Lindsey's *my* cuddlemonkey!
<.///> ///////
<.Lindsey> okay, just tell me who i'm defending now that lilah moron is here
<.///> You're defending meeeeeeeeeeeeee
<.Lindsey> okay then
<.Lilah> it's just a shame other parts of you aren't as stiff as your hand Lindsey
<.Lindsey> you're going down, Lilah
<.Lilah> *sits down*
<.Lindsey> see
<.qc> *snerk*
<.Lilah> that was a conciencous decision!
<.silver> lmao
<.Lindsey> oooh, sure
<.qc> <.MM>Mmm, Lilah... you're the only one I could ever love... *grabs Lilah with evil hand*
<.Lilah> look are we trialing a case here or whay?
<.Lilah> what
<.Lilah> rather
<.Lindsey> you know, if ya didn't have your head so far up nathan reed's arse ya might know what's going on
<.silver> all right, all right. while you guys get that sorted, the judge must go do a wakeup. that is....er.....she has to retire to her chambers for 2 minutes. brb
<.qc> <.MM>No, I'm grabbing your butt.
<.Lindsey> evil hand....wtf?! hey!
<.Lilah> get away from me you manic monkey *bites MM*
<.qc> lol
<.qc> <.MM>*gets dragged off with judge sil*
<.Lindsey> can i join you in your uhm...chambers, judge?
<.Lindsey> oh, nm
<.qc> *jumps in sil's chair, spins around, bangs gavel and goes "blah blah blah"*
<.Lindsey> Lilah, you tried so hard but in the end ya only got the promotion because i left
<.qc> I have to count my past sins... then alphabetise them....
<.Lilah> *smakes a ciggarette*
<.Lindsey> smakes*
<.Lindsey> what are you on, woman?
<.qc> hee
<.Lindsey> *=?
<.Lilah> i can smake if i want
<.qc> *thinks of snapping on Friday*
<.Lindsey> not in my house
<.Lilah> your not the boss of me!
<.Lindsey> snapping?
<.qc> <.MM>This ain't yer house!
<.Lilah> *sobbs*
<.Lindsey> shutup MM you shithead
<.qc> *snaps fingers*
<.qc> <.MM>*sings songs as he gets dragged along on wakeup*
<.qc> <.MM>*threatens to eat Lindsey's head and urinate on his corpse if he doesn't shut the fuck up*
<.Lindsey> Lilah, say, wanna go out of the courtroom for 5 minutes and to my truck?:)
<.Lilah> *snuggles up to MM* i like the way you think
<.qc> You WHAT?
<.qc> Um, excuse me, you said that *I* could go in your truck
<.qc> If she goes, I go
<.Lindsey> i knew you only had bad taste, Lilah
<.qc> not that you would probably mind that
<.Lindsey> i was just testing her, qc-baby
<.qc> <.MM>Shit, you're hot.
<.qc> *sighs in relief*
<.Lindsey> you're real poetic, MM
<.Lilah> he's all yours sister *looks at qc* pssst... his truck smells like an old man
<.qc> I say that we give this case to ///
<.qc> after all, I have sil's gavel
<.qc> <.MM>I extracted it myself.
<.Lindsey> and you'd know what old man smells like too, Lilah
<.Lindsey> you do them all the time
<.qc> lmao
<.Lilah> yeah i hung out with you didn't i?
<.qc> <.MM> Nothing wrong with old man.
<.Lindsey> i mean, as if hollan wasn't bad enough
<.Lindsey> now reed?
<.Lindsey> holland
<.Lindsey> i'm not old you stupid tramp! i'm in my twenties
<.qc> <.MM> Hey, Lilah, want to go eat some chicken heads and defecate on Lindsey's bed?
<.Lilah> anyway...i may know what they smell like, but at least *i* don't invite them back to my truck!
<.Lilah> yes!
<.Lilah> *links arms with MM
<.Lilah> *
<.qc> <.MM> Wild.
<.Lilah> you rock my world baby
<.Lindsey> it's your funeral, babe
<.qc> <.MM>*skips off through the daisies with Lilah*
<.Lindsey> and look! he's a pansy!
<.qc> lol
<.///> //////////////////////
<.Lindsey> oh shutup, ///!!
<.Lilah> he's in touch with his sensitive side! i like it!
<.///> hey, you're defending me!
<.silver> lol. order in the court! *knocks qc off of judge's chair and takes back gavel; using it to thump qc about the head when she tries to regain the seat*
<.Lindsey> you like males you can control
<.silver> order!
<.Lindsey> which explains holland
<.Lindsey> he's so old and weak
<.qc> <.MM>*eats the cutest little duckling, spreading its entrails across the road*
<.Lindsey> you could easily control him
<.qc> LALALA
<.silver> do we know who's defending who, now?
<.Lilah> see? sooo sweet! *snuggles with MM and breaks the head off a spring chicken*
<.qc> <.MM>*spits on Lindsey* Oh, go eat some flowers!
<.Lilah> i am defending ADJ
<.Lindsey> *sniff* my secret shame!
<.Lindsey> j/k;)
<.silver> okay. counselor lilah is defending adj....macdonald? that means you've got ///
<.silver> go to it
<.Lindsey> ha ha, i made a funny
<.qc> <.MM> *pisses all over judge sil*
<.Lilah> lol at mm
<.silver> *looks imposing*
<.///> Honestly, he's not on my side....
<.silver> *stakes MM with the gavel*
<.Lilah> i could defend /// if lindsey's willing to swap.....
<.Lindsey> oh i'll defend you ///, only if you promise me sex if we win
<.qc> <.MM>*looks at the stake in his chest* Cool.
<.Lindsey> ha ha, i made another funny
<.///> Hey, I'm cool wid dat.
<.Lilah> looks like you won;t be getting any then lindsey
<.Lindsey> either will you, Lilah
<.Lindsey> with the guy you're with
<.Lindsey> at least
<.Lilah> *makes monkey love with MM*
<.qc> <.MM> *enjoys the feel of sil's gavel inside him*
<.silver> lol
<.silver> ewww
<.Lilah> ok....gross
<.silver> *rips out gavel and bludgeons MM with it*
<.Lindsey> ha ha
<.qc> <.MM>*enjoys Lilah and the monkeys also*
<.Lilah> lol!
<.silver> lol@monkeys
<.Lindsey> he's into multiple partners and beastiality, Lilah
<.Lindsey> what a champ huh?
<.qc> Who isn't?
<.silver> multiples
<.silver> *g*
<.qc> hee
<.qc> I think that there's others of us here who aren't exactly innocent... *eyes judge sil*
<.Lindsey> all i was told is silver enjoys multiple dicks
<.Lilah> planet of the apes man.... don't dis the primates or they'll have their revenge...oh yes...
<.silver> lol
<.silver> i don't have to be innocent
<.silver> i'm the judge
<.qc> <.MM>*mocks Lindsey with his monkey panys*
<.silver> besides, innocence is sophie's schtick ;)
<.Lindsey> wtf?
<.silver> lmao
<.silver> pany's?
<.Lilah> multiple dicks? *winks lustily at the judge*
<.Lindsey> exactly
<.silver> eek!
<.qc> <.MM> Yes, I have monkey panties, but I was talking about my monkey pants,
<.silver> *hides from lilah's glance*
<.qc> <.MM>Hey, Lilah, wanna chain yourself to sil, too? It's a good time.
<.silver> oh good grief
<.Lilah> oh calm down sweetie... i was winking at the uhhh...mounted moose head behind you....yeah
<.silver> how many people do i have chained to me again?
<.silver> lol
<.qc> lmao
<.Lindsey> okay, let's get this over with (no, i don't mean you and me doing it Lilah no matter how much you want to now;) i mean getting this courtcase over with...
<.qc> <.MM>I bet you were. You and the moose head wanna join in?
<.Lilah> yes MM....i would
<.Lindsey> my client is simply innocent
<.silver> lol
<.Lindsey> it's really quite obvious
<.silver> innocent of what?
<.qc> everything.
<.silver> /// is the prosecuting party, macdonald
<.Lilah> *waits for a semblance of order to come over the court*
<.Lindsey> it's McDonald with all due respect, your honour
<.Lindsey> like the food joint

*hours, probably days later*

<.qc> heya mp
<.Satan> *eats Miss Parker*
<.Mr. Lyle> Miiiiiiiiiiss Parkerrrrrrr
<.Mr. Lyle> *shudders*
<.Mr. Lyle> Mr. Wiggle
<.Miss Parker> Dear brother! Excuse me while I eat your head.
<.qc> goddamn. mm....you playing three?
<.Satan> heh. head.
<.Miss Parker> Oh, come on. You love Mr. Wiggle, and you know it.
<.Saddam Hussein> Satan, you're so immature. *rolls eyes*
<.Satan> shoosh, you
<.Mr. Lyle> whoever is silver in disguise right now - you should save this chat. it's the only chat i know of so far when there's been so many evil characetrs in chat at once!
<.Saddam Hussein> shoosh yourself, bitch
<.Satan> *bitchslaps saddam*
<.Miss Parker> Yeah, and Lilah ain't even here.
<.Marilyn Manson> Lilah!
<.qcr> lol
<.silver> i like how qc is counted as one of the evil people
<.Miss Parker> I'd trake that bitch down. And give her a damn good spanking.
<.qc> ;)
<.Mr. Lyle> i mean when will ya ever get such evil beings as MM, satan, saddam hussein, Miss Parker, Mr. Lyle and qc in chat together?
<.Marilyn Manson> of course she is
<.qc> hehee
<.Marilyn Manson> the e-e-vil people, the e-e-vil people.
<.Marilyn Manson> it's all relative to the size of your beanpole
<.Marilyn Manson> can't see the forest for the bees
<.Marilyn Manson> Satan, get down on your knees
<.Mr. Lyle> you better be saving this, sil. specially the satan's so immature bit
<.Mr. Lyle> LOL
<.Mr. Lyle> *goes and chats up Miss P*
<.qc> what is that,....a threat?
<.qc> are you threatening me?
<.qc> !
<.Miss Parker> oh, please. I'm into Daddy.
<.Mr. Lyle> did i just hear a threat?
<.Mr. Lyle> would you like to?
<.Marilyn Manson> Since when are you qc?
<.Mr. Lyle> wow, think you can take me?
<.Mr. Lyle> yeah
<.Mr. Lyle> i just hope they can't!
<.Saddam Hussein> i'll take you.
<.qc> i am qc!
<.qc> i can prove it...i mean...look...it says qc
<.qc> right there
<.qc> *points*
<.Marilyn Manson> yeah, and I'm the walrus. Nice try.
<.Mr. Lyle> you're more into our dear old dad then you are nito me, Miss P?
<.Marilyn Manson> *stuffs walrus under rug*
<.qc> goo goo gjoob
<.Mr. Lyle> what's up with THAT?
<.qc> lol@walrus
<.Miss Parker> No, daddy's into *me*.
<.qc> do i really have to save this?
<.qc> it's like...so confusing anyway
<.Mr. Lyle> but ya should!
<.Saddam Hussein> yes, or I shall bomb your country.
<.Mr. Lyle> it's evil night!
<.Mr. Lyle> evil fright night
<.qc> eh...farque it
<.Mr. Lyle> so ya not gonig to?
<.Saddam Hussein> *farques it*
<.Mr. Lyle> going*
<.Marilyn Manson> Guess you can always save it yourself ;)
<.Mr. Lyle> *goes and cries on Miss P's shoulder*
<.qc> ooooh....novel idea
<.qc> ;)
<.Saddam Hussein> I'm not going.. but I am coming, if that's any help.
<.Satan> *opens mouth*
<.Miss Parker> here. Blow into my blouse.
<.Miss Parker> Not like 8that*, Lyle!
<.Miss Parker> eh, whatever. It's kind of nice.
<.Mr. Lyle> *BHFFFFFFFFT*
<.Marilyn Manson> lmao
<.Mr. Lyle> (sound of nose blowing btw)
<.Marilyn Manson> suuuuuuuure
<.Marilyn Manson> I know the sound of blowing
<.Marilyn Manson> and that ain't a nose
<.qc> lol
<.Mr. Lyle> oh go kill some puppies, Mm
<.Saddam Hussein> my, you *can* open your mouth a big way, can't you, Satan?
<.Marilyn Manson> My secret shame!
<.Marilyn Manson> *gasp*
<.Marilyn Manson> dead puppies...are much fun
<.Marilyn Manson> rubber puppy, you're the one
<.Mr. Lyle> *so* much fun
<.Mr. Lyle> i believe that was
<.Miss Parker> yes, we all know what you do with dead puppies, bro.
<.Mr. Lyle> lol@rubber puppy
<.Mr. Lyle> hehe
<.Marilyn Manson> Your laugh sounds suspiciously like Lindsey's....
<.qc> lol
<.Mr. Lyle> we all know what you do with ya dead mother, Miss P
<.Mr. Lyle> *my* dead mother!
<.Miss Parker> Nothing you didn't do first!
<.qc> Lindsew
<.Mr. Lyle> *our* dead mother!
<.qc> *sniff*
<.qc> how i miss him
<.Miss Parker> and yeah, you should know, since you were in on most of it...
<.Mr. Lyle> well miss i'm-not-gonna-save-this-chat
<.Mr. Lyle> he ain't comming abck
<.Mr. Lyle> ;)
<.Marilyn Manson> yeah, I miss him too. he had a nice... truck.
<.qc> :p
<.Mr. Lyle> back*
<.qc> really? i miss the sledge hammer, myself ;)
<.qc> so long and.....hard.
<.Marilyn Manson> sopsy misses Mr. Shovel... guess we'll have to introduce.
<.Marilyn Manson> hey, you sound like you could do with some shovelin' yourself.
<.Marilyn Manson> *re-introduce
<.qc> oh i could
<.Marilyn Manson> that wacky qc...
<.qc> heh
<.Marilyn Manson> damn, she's one dirty slut.
<.qc> lol
<.Mr. Lyle> Mr. Shovel's in between being as evil as me and being as gay in taste of clothing as Mr. Cox
<.Miss Parker> Lyle! *gasp* Be nice!
<.Miss Parker> Mr Shovel is not gay!
<.Miss Parker> He's just... happy.
<.Mr. Lyle> "you have a gay man's taste in clothing"
<.Saddam Hussein> That's not how *I* see it.
<.Satan> *roars futiley*
<.Marilyn Manson> Mr. Shovel! You're 2-timing me? *sniff* little two-door tramp....
<.Mr. Lyle> you see anything that's solida and long a different way than most, saddam
<.Mr. Lyle> solid*
<.Mr. Lyle> *goes and hugz sis*
<.Saddam Hussein> hey, are you implying that I've done it with an intercontinental ballistic missile? Because that's such a lie!
<.Mr. Lyle> *gives her a noogie*
<.Saddam Hussein> I've done it with 52.
<.Miss Parker> Lyle, please! Not in front of the children!
<.Mr. Lyle> saddam, satan, qc, MM - it's time to go to bed
<.Marilyn Manson> wha?
<.Mr. Lyle> now remember to brush your teeth/fangs before ya go to bed
<.Marilyn Manson> No!
<.Marilyn Manson> *crosses arms petualantly*
<.Marilyn Manson> NONONONONONONONO
<.Marilyn Manson> *screams*
<.Mr. Lyle> don't make me take off my belt now
<.Marilyn Manson> *chains self to sil, who is elsewhere*
<.Mr. Lyle> j/k;)
<.qc> lol
<.Miss Parker> Yeah, I have to take it off for him.
<.Mr. Lyle> ooh, yeah. take off my belt Miss P
<.Mr. Lyle> *g*
<.qc> *is talking on the phone.....*
<.Miss Parker> *cracks belt over Lyle's lily-whit, innocent botty*
<.Miss Parker> whiiiiiiite
<.Saddam Hussein> *enjoys the spectacle... gets out his missile*
<.Mr. Lyle> *channels Riley for a second* harder
<.Marilyn Manson> lmao
<.Miss Parker> *spanks Lyle 'til tuesday*
<.Mr. Lyle> rrrrrruff
<.Miss Parker> hee
<.Mr. Lyle> i promise to be bad if you do
<.Miss Parker> Oh, I dunno... am I a bad girl?
<.Mr. Lyle> pretty much
<.Miss Parker> Kewl.
<.Miss Parker> *pours Mr. Lyle a nice kewl glass of water*
<.Mr. Lyle> i'm not Lindsey
<.Miss Parker> You're not?
<.Mr. Lyle> i don't go in for that sorta thing
<.Miss Parker> yeah... that Lindsey and his water... what a slut!
<.Miss Parker> *sticks head up Lyle's arse
<.Mr. Lyle> two door tramp
<.Miss Parker> totally
<.Mr. Lyle> nice
<.Miss Parker> hee
<.Miss Parker> I'm glad you like it.
<.Marilyn Manson> *whines pathetically* Can I join in? I have stoats....
<.Mr. Lyle> do you use head and shoulders on your hair by any chance?
<.Mr. Lyle> Miss P
<.Miss Parker> Why yes! How *could* you tell?
<.Mr. Lyle> well, i guess i just felt it
<.Saddam Hussein> Lyle... I use head and shoulders too.... *looks up hopefully*
<.Miss Parker> Well, I'm glad it works that well.
<.Mr. Lyle> of bugger off, ponce
<.Saddam Hussein> Fine, bitch! *fires off his missile at Lyle... gets him all creamy*
<.Mr. Lyle> wtf? you have an interest in cream too/
<.Saddam Hussein> *laughs a la South Park Canadian style*
<.Mr. Lyle> you 8shhould* meet sil
<.Mr. Lyle> should*
<.Mr. Lyle> 8=*
<.Saddam Hussein> Of course I do... sil inspired me!
<.Marilyn Manson> That's a very interesting equation, Lyle...
<.Mr. Lyle> equation?
<.Marilyn Manson> E=mc2
<.Mr. Lyle> i did a math sum?
<.Marilyn Manson> *tries to show off*
<.Mr. Lyle> *no one notices MM showing off*
<.Mr. Lyle> so Miss P...
<.Saddam Hussein> allllll byyyyyyy myyyyyysellllllllllf... don't wanna beee... alllllll byyyyyyy myyyyyyyyysellllllllf
<.Mr. Lyle> you're looknig hot
<.Marilyn Manson> *cries*
<.Mr. Lyle> as usual:)
<.Miss Parker> I *am* hot, darling
<.Miss Parker> feel me.
<.Mr. Lyle> ok
<.Marilyn Manson> hee
<.Saddam Hussein> *feels Parker*
<.Mr. Lyle> *slaps saddam's hand away*
<.Miss Parker> Not you, you sick fuck! I mean... go on.
<.Mr. Lyle> mine!
<.Saddam Hussein> mine!
<.Saddam Hussein> mineminemineminemine!
<.Mr. Lyle> *punches saddam with hand that has a thumb*
<.Saddam Hussein> *loads up another missile*
<.Saddam Hussein> owie owie owie!
<.Mr. Lyle> *uses MM as shield*
<.qc> fucking hell
<.Marilyn Manson> mmmmmmmm
<.Marilyn Manson> who says you can't have a good chat with two people, eh?
<.Marilyn Manson> I mean... five
<.qc> heh
<.Marilyn Manson> four
<.qc> not i
<.Marilyn Manson> whoops
<.qc> six
<.Mr. Lyle> *while using MM as shield, continues feeling Miss P* you work out right?
<.Marilyn Manson> hey, you and Satan buggered off
<.qc> wild
<.qc> true
<.qc> we were on the phone
<.Marilyn Manson> I sure do, Lyley
<.Satan> together
<.Mr. Lyle> not you you dumbarse
<.Marilyn Manson> On the phone? That sounds like fun.
<.qc> we just found out our white water rafting trip got cancelled
<.Satan> of all the suckage
<.Saddam Hussein> awww
<.Satan> *curses*
<.Saddam Hussein> I like my white water... all foamy *sniff*
<.qc> fooooooam
<.qc> heh
<.Mr. Lyle> foamy!
<.qc> *snerk*
<.qc> ahem
<.Saddam Hussein> But Satan honey, can't you just, like, damn them all
<.Saddam Hussein> ?
<.Mr. Lyle> where Miss P?
<.Miss Parker> Speaking of foam, where's yours, bro?
<.Satan> *damns them all, but still can't go white water rafting :( *
<.Mr. Lyle> one minute i'm feeling her
<.Mr. Lyle> the next she's gone
<.Mr. Lyle> oh!
<.Miss Parker> I'm coming, I'm coming.... as you obviously aren't
<.Mr. Lyle> you're back
<.qc> who's back?
<.Miss Parker> hurry up... damn you men and your desire not to have it over with in 20 seconds!
<.Mr. Lyle> Miss P
<.qc> hm
<.Mr. Lyle> 20 seconds??
<.qc> goddamn
<.Miss Parker> no, you have to *feel* it, it has to *mean* something
<.Miss Parker> men *harumphs*
<.qc> 20 freaking seconds. goddamn
<.Mr. Lyle> *feels and means something*
<.qc> lol
<.Miss Parker> No! No feeling! Just wild fucking!
<.Mr. Lyle> *wild wild wild
<.Mr. Lyle> water rafting*
<.qc> wild
<.Miss Parker> ooh, that's better
<.Miss Parker> you're a sexbeast!
<.Mr. Lyle> do you mind if i take the bandage off where my thumb used to be, Miss ?
<.Mr. Lyle> P*
<.Miss Parker> No, please, I need to see it. I need to lick it. I need to become it.
<.Mr. Lyle> i meant my glove
<.Mr. Lyle> glove!
<.qc> *licks where thumb used to be*
<.qc> lol
<.Saddam Hussein> I need to be coming, too.
<.Mr. Lyle> ooh, yeah
<.Mr. Lyle> no
<.Mr. Lyle> you go away
<.Marilyn Manson> <.qc>*cries*
<.qc> ha ha
<.qc> i think he meant saddam
<.Marilyn Manson> <.qc>Fine, I'm going back to Lindsey. :p
<.Mr. Lyle> ya
<.Mr. Lyle> i meant saddam
<.Marilyn Manson> <.qc>Oh, that's okay then.
<.Marilyn Manson> What about me? I wanna lick!
<.qc> i'm more than welcome to lick his not-thumb
<.qc> *does so*
<.qc> *slurpls it up*
<.Miss Parker> *flicks MM off like the annoying bug he is*
<.qc> *slurps, even
<.Mr. Lyle> if this was survivor tho, i'd kick ya all off cept Miss P:)
<.Miss Parker> And then I'd kick your butt five ways to Tuesday.
<.Miss Parker> But hey, you'd enjoy it.
<.Mr. Lyle> and i'd like it
<.Mr. Lyle> *g*
<.Miss Parker> Is that an invite?
<.Mr. Lyle> hell, i'd marry you Miss Parker if ya weren't my sister
<.Miss Parker> Since when can't you?
<.Mr. Lyle> might be
<.Mr. Lyle> since i'm in springfield
<.Mr. Lyle> not shelbyville
<.Miss Parker> We'll just get Syd to marry us, be done in a jiffy
<.Mr. Lyle> sp?
<.Marilyn Manson> lol
<.Marilyn Manson> ya
<.Marilyn Manson> correct
<.Mr. Lyle> where is sydney?
<.Mr. Lyle> we need him
<.Mr. Lyle> all you other evil bums can bugger off
<.Mr. Lyle> :)
<.Marilyn Manson> I can be Sydney!
<.Mr. Lyle> no you can't
<.Marilyn Manson> I totally have him down.
<.qc> a) be damned if i'm gonna be another person. b) i don't know anything about this show
<.Marilyn Manson> Not his character,. Just him. And his pants.
<.qc> lol
<.Marilyn Manson> You *are* damned, you freak
<.Mr. Lyle> you mean you can get inside his pants
<.Satan> *buggers off*
<.qc> oh yeah
<.Mr. Lyle> haha
<.qc> forgot about that
<.Marilyn Manson> I can get inside his pants, see the way he thinks... hey, he's a gay werewolf! Well, whaddya know.
<.Mr. Lyle> aw, and i like satan the best outta you three losers
<.Mr. Lyle> MM. satan and saddam
<.Saddam Hussein> SATANNNNNNNNN!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
<.Mr. Lyle> liked*
<.Marilyn Manson> Well, fuck you, Lyle
<.Marilyn Manson> *does so*
<.Marilyn Manson> Ooh, it's raining. how about them apples?
<.Mr. Lyle> LMAO@syd being a gay werewolf
<.Marilyn Manson> but he is, and it's not funny!
<.qc> *skips away merrily*
<.Marilyn Manson> it's very serious.
<.Marilyn Manson> nuh-uh, qc
<.Mr. Lyle> it's laughable
<.Mr. Lyle> at
<.Marilyn Manson> you're chained to me
[Thu Aug 16 19:40:27 GMT+09:30 2001] silver: it's all fun and games until someone gets shot in the leg!
<.Mr. Lyle> hellu silver
<.silver> 'sup?
<.Marilyn Manson> eh, fuck off, sil. Your types aren't wanted here/
<.Marilyn Manson> ////
<.Mr. Lyle> have you ever heard the expression, "oh god! my leg! my leg!"?
<.Mr. Lyle> *kicks sil's leg*
<.Mr. Lyle> what? i'm evil
<.Marilyn Manson> good morning silshine... manson says hellu....
<.Mr. Lyle> lol
<.silver> heh
<.Miss Parker> You're the big bad! You're the BIG bad!
<.silver> ugh
<.Mr. Lyle> with Miss P and sil as backup, *forces saddam and MM to leave*
<.Mr. Lyle> the BIIIIIIIIG BAD

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