In the Pursuit of Cheese
Cheese, Mexico, Asses, and going down on old men.
early hours of March 8, 2001
<.Heatehr> I'll tell you when I remember
<.silver> a huh
<.beautyone> hes so great.
<.robert> always figured he's play sabretooth in xmen movie, even back then
<.Heatehr> oh yeah
<.Heatehr> sulv...
<.beautyone> no, the fighting was so...funny
<.beautyone> he played sabretooth?
<.silver> yes?
<.Heatehr> no
<.Heatehr> NO
<.silver> agh!
<.robert> no, just thought he shouldve
<.beautyone> stop saying that heather, it sounds like a body part
<.Heatehr> sabretooth was a wrestler
<.silver> what are you trying to tell me?!
<.Heatehr> sulv...
<.Heatehr> I want some cheese.
<.beautyone> or like youve been hit in the jaw
<.silver> and what am * I * supposed to do about this?
<.Heatehr> I don't know...
<.robert> alll we got left is gouda, heath
<.Heatehr> you're sulv
<.silver> lol
<.Heatehr> you do stuff
<.silver> oh really
<.Heatehr> yup
<.silver> do I *look* like the chat room cheese dispenser?
<.silver> lol
<.Swedish Bob> um yes
<.silver> oh, thanks
<.beautyone> yes.
<.silver> that's like, so flatterling.
<.silver> lol
<.robert> more like the grater.
<.silver> okay, maybe I *do* need to trade my birthday suit in
<.beautyone> do you feel flatterled?
<.Heatehr> and yes. you are a cheese dispenser
<.Heatehr> comeon
<.silver> ha ha
<.silver> flatterING
<.silver> *gives Heather some bloody cheese*
<.Heatehr> eww
<.Heatehr> this cheese has blood on it
<.silver> heh
<.silver> bitch bitch bitch
<.beautyone> ewwwwww
<.silver> heh
<.silver> what, you wanted like, regular cheese?
<.silver> hold the blood?
<.Heatehr> is that too much to ask?
<.Heatehr> eesh
<.silver> heh
[Thu Mar 08 01:36:45 EST 2001] Doyle: Well, there's a girl upstairs who's not quite sad enough to cry in my arms, but keep up the
dark cloud. I might get lucky.
<.silver> i dunno...see i'm new at this whole cheese dispensing thing..
<.silver> heya doyle
<.Heatehr> dennis
<.Swedish Bob> hi doyle
<.silver> give heather some cheese, will ya doyle?
<.beautyone> hey doyle
<.Heatehr> ask real nicely and sulv might give you some cheese
<.silver> 'cause really heather, the best cheese comes from guys ;)
<.Doyle> don't have any cheese
<.robert> doyle. you are the cheese
<.beautyone> ewwwwww
<.silver> the cheese stands alone
<.Heatehr> oh yuck
<.beautyone> slammed me straight to the gutter silver
<.silver> what? why are we ewwing and yucking? i said nothing...lol
<.Heatehr> oh
<.Heatehr> in that case
<.Heatehr> cheese PLEASE???
<.Heatehr> hee...I rhymed
<.silver> bloody hell. i'll have to run off to the market.
<.beautyone> me too, pony up with the cheese
<.silver> *gets her car keys*
<.silver> anybody else want something while I'm out?
<.Heatehr> vrooooom
<.Heatehr> hurry!!!
<.Swedish Bob> how about some sweet tarts?
<.beautyone> get some chocolate while your gone!
<.silver> k
<.silver> k
<.beautyone> and some liquor
<.Doyle> how bout a gun to shoot myself with?
<.beautyone> !!!!!!
> nope, doyle
<.Doyle> and some liquor
<.Heatehr> or how about not dennis
<.beautyone> and bullets!
<.silver> the market doesn't carry firearms in america
<.Swedish Bob> doyle that is terrible
<.silver> unless you go to the right ones, i guess...
<.Heatehr> I don't want blood on my cheese again, thanks
<.Doyle> i thought america was the only place where markets *did* carry firearms
<.silver> hardy har
<.beautyone> then get a nice card for doyle, make him feel better
<.Heatehr> no
<.Swedish Bob> no that is Wal-Mart doyle
<.Heatehr> nicorette orange...mmm
<.silver> my wal mart doesn't have guns
<.Heatehr> a lot do
<.Swedish Bob> oh really, ours (at home) does
<.silver> really? wow
<.Heatehr> because of the whole "hunting" thing
<.silver> ah
<.silver> yes
<.Swedish Bob> it is scary actually
<.Heatehr> kmart too
<.silver> the lovely hunters
<.Heatehr> kmart's like the largest supplier
<.silver> all right...anyone else before I'm off?
<.Heatehr> cheeeeeeeese
<.silver> 'cause if I don't go, I know heather's gonna keep on about this cheese thing ;)
<.beautyone> some women things
<.silver> heh
<.Heatehr> *grrr*
<.beautyone> just joking!
<.silver> okay, do you mean feminine products, or do you want actual women?
*starts eyeing car*
<.beautyone> uh. can you get actual women?
<.silver> and that's a hypothetical question
<.silver> lol
<.silver> all right, all right. i'm gone
<.Heatehr> nummy car...
<.beautyone> *blush*
<.Heatehr> wait...
<.Heatehr> sulv...
<.silver> too late, i'm gone
<.silver> whaddya want?
<.Heatehr> wait until I take the car out of my mouth
<.silver> lol
<.silver> well why ya gotta go sticking everything in your mouth, anyway?
<.silver> ya big baby
<.Heatehr> yes
<.Heatehr> I admit it
<.silver> hehee
<.Heatehr> I'm at my oral stage
<.silver> heh
<.Swedish Bob> haha
<.silver> so.....you are in fact, not a pedophile
<.silver> for you are a child yourself
<.silver> the ultimate defense
<.Heatehr> hehe
<.Heatehr> I am Heatherosa
<.silver> ah yes...what with the eating of cars and stuff
<.beautyone> all becomes consensual at that stage
<.silver> beautyone's all about consensual things
<.silver> ;)
<.beautyone> *blush*
<.Heatehr> what else did you think I put in my mouth???
<.silver> um...
<.beautyone> a binkie
<.Swedish Bob> haha
<.silver> i refuse to answer on the grounds that i may incriminate myself
<.Heatehr> pacie
<.Heatehr> NOT pacey
<.silver> ha ha
<.Swedish Bob> what?
<.silver> lol
<.silver> pacey from dawson's creek
<.Heatehr> sulv!
<.Heatehr> say the name correctly
<.Heatehr> eesh
<.silver> sorry, sorry....dawson's FREAK
<.Heatehr> better
<.Heatehr> and...my cheese?
<.Heatehr> ahem..
<.silver> but see....dawson IS the freak...so i don't think that name makes sense
<.silver> what?! i was waiting on YOU to take the bloody car out of your bloody mouth!
<.Heatehr> it's "Dawson Is Freak"
<.Heatehr> it's a contraction
<.silver> wouldn't that still be Dawson is A freak?
<.silver> we're missing some correct grammar here
<.Heatehr> shoosh
<.Heatehr> or I'll bring up the fact that it's suffix, not synonym :-P
<.silver> okay, is my car out of your mouth yet?
<.Heatehr> umm...maybe...
<.Doyle> can i go with you in your car, silver?
<.Heatehr> *spits car out
<.Heatehr> *
<.silver> sure doyle...if you don't mind sitting in the pools of saliva
<.Swedish Bob> ewwwww
<.Heatehr> hey!
<.Heatehr> I don't drool
<.silver> oh come on...that thing was in your mouth for like, 15 minutes
mmm...
<.silver> without being able to swallow, saliva WILL collect
<.Heatehr> it was so tasty
<.Doyle> can i drive? (warning: allowing someone who wanted to shoot themself to drive a car with you in it is not really safe as the
driver may tend to be suicidal)
<.silver> *runs across the street to the car wash, using the vacuum cleaner to suck out some drool*
<.Heatehr> hey hey!
<.Heatehr> stop that
<.silver> um....doyle, do you have a lisence?
<.Heatehr> I don't drool THAT much!
<.Heatehr> ever stopped to think that...
<.Heatehr> umm...
<.silver> there are pools I tell you...POOLS
<.Heatehr> maybe you left the windows open while the sprinklers were on!
<.Heatehr> yeah
<.beautyone> dons swimsuit
<.Doyle> license schmisence, it's chat drivey-ness
<.silver> the sprinklers in your mouth?
<.Heatehr> the sprinklers on the lawn
<.silver> heh....well then i guess it doesn't matter if we chat-drive off a cliff.
<.beautyone> sticks toes in
<.silver> *tosses doyle the keys*
<.silver> let's go, little buddy
<.silver> *gets in the car*
<.Heatehr> oh eww
<.Heatehr> *riff*
<.Doyle> *gets in drivers seat and speeds off*
<.beautyone> to the hottub by the couch, lol
<.Heatehr> *riff*
<.Doyle> *making sure hit little bunnies on the way*
<.Doyle> j/k:)
<.silver> I'd ask why you're riffing, but we're going to the market
<.beautyone> run over a snake for me doyle
<.silver> so i cannot hear you
<.Heatehr> I miss the car
<.silver> no!
<.silver> no running over snakes!
<.silver> no running over anything
<.Heatehr> it was so yummy
<.silver> except the road
<.Heatehr> sigh
<.beautyone> slugs!!! run over some slugs!!!!
<.Heatehr> I'll just sit here
<.silver> what have you got against the crawl-y creatures of the earth?
<.Heatehr> and miss the tasty car
<.Doyle> *runs over speed bump* ya have those where you are right?
<.beautyone> they come into my yard!
<.beautyone> hit some mailboxes too!!
<.silver> *chats with doyle* all righty....what do we have to get again? cheese....liquor....sweet tarts...
<.Heatehr> caaaaar..
<.Doyle> firearms
<.silver> nope...no firearms at my wal-mart
<.beautyone> chocolate dammit!!!
<.Heatehr> *riff*
<.silver> oh yeah....chocolate....
<.beautyone> and some women!
<.silver> *puts the stuff in the cart....yanking a small woman off her feet and stuffing her in the car too*
<.beautyone> or women things!
<.silver> cart, that is
<.Heatehr> caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar
<.Doyle> *runs through red light* so ya haven't answered my question silver, do you have speed bumps in america?
<.Heatehr> yes
<.robert> eyes...fusing shut...tired...have a good night, all. keep reaching for the cheese.
<.silver> you asked if we had speed bumps?
<.Swedish Bob> sometimes
<.silver> yeah, we do
<.beautyone> all over the fucking place
<.Doyle> oh....we stopped already
<.silver> buh bye, robert
<.beautyone> dreamy dream s robert
<.Swedish Bob> night robert
<.Heatehr> sigh
<.Swedish Bob> get the hell outa here
<.Doyle> well i'm just gonna keep driving round
<.Heatehr> I miss it so
<.Heatehr> bring the car back to me soon!
<.silver> anyways...it's okay doyle, 'cause I'm ready to go. *hops back in the car*
<.silver> hey stop! this is kidnapping!
<.Heatehr> oooh
<.Heatehr> bring me an old man
<.Heatehr> those taste good
<.beautyone> gag her silver
<.Doyle> where's this *woman*, silver?
<.Heatehr> I said I wouldn't eat people anymore
<.Heatehr> but well...
<.Heatehr> I sort of lied
<.Heatehr> plus, I really miss that yummy car
<.silver> doyle...stop! there's an old man walking on the side of the road! let's nab him!
<.Heatehr> which dennis is busy joyriding *riff*
<.Swedish Bob> hey the stupid emoticons are gone from the C&S!
<.Doyle> and put him where?
<.Doyle> in the boot??
<.silver> in our trunk
<.Heatehr> really sweedy?
<.silver> boot?
<.Heatehr> about freaking time
<.Doyle> boot means trunk
<.Doyle> here
<.Heatehr> ah
<.Heatehr> here...boot means big shoe
<.silver> heh...i figured she'd get rid of 'em eventually
<.Heatehr> hmm
<.silver> they were freaking stupid
<.Heatehr> wonder how those taste...
<.Swedish Bob> yeah
<.Doyle> means big shoe here too
<.silver> all right....we've got a woman and an old man crammed in the "boot"....let's get the hell out of here
<.silver> before the fuzz gets onto us
<.Doyle> *runs over speed bump on purpose*
<.silver> d'oh!
<.Doyle> *swerves to avoid a stray dog but in the process runs over some ducks*
<.Heatehr> car...
<.Heatehr> oh I miss you so...
<.Heatehr> I shall now sing a song
<.silver> all right. back...here's yer cheese
<.Heatehr> to lamen the loss of that beautiful automobile
<.Heatehr> lament that is
<.silver> beautyone...i believe you ordered a woman and some chocolate? here ya go
<.Heatehr> "once there was a car...
<.Doyle> got a little bit of duck guts on the front of ya car
<.Heatehr> it was so yuuuummy
<.silver> sweet tarts to Swedish Bob...who shoulda ordered swedish fish....
<.Heatehr> I wish it would come back
<.Heatehr> hey dennis, how's your mummy?
<.silver> and liquor for all
<.Heatehr> sorry...that's all that I could think of that rhymed
<.Doyle> huh??
<.Swedish Bob> thanks silver
<.Swedish Bob> *yum*
<.Heatehr> oh sweedy...
<.Heatehr> you tried the car too??
<.silver> everyone's had the car
<.silver> it's a slut
<.Doyle> four door tramp
<.silver> lol
<.Heatehr> three door now...
<.Heatehr> oops
<.Heatehr> it just...
<.Heatehr> tasted so good
<.Heatehr> and it was leaving
<.Heatehr> so I decided to take a piece for the road
[Thu Mar 08 01:57:29 EST 2001] Drusilla: Beware the lollipop of mediocrity. Lick it once and you suck forever.
<.Heatehr> ya know...to snack on while I waited
<.Swedish Bob> hi dru
<.silver> heya, dru
<.Doyle> hey drusilla
<.silver> want some liquor?
<.silver> or a woman?
<.Drusilla> heya heater, B1, SB, sil, and doyley
<.silver> 'cause we've got some
<.Heatehr> where's my cheese anyway?
<.silver> or well...BEAUTYONE's getting some, anyways
<.silver> lol
[Thu Mar 08 01:58:30 EST 2001] Bracken: "...but I'm pretty when I lie."
<.silver> i gave ya yer damn cheese...up there! ^^^
<.Doyle> hey bracken
<.silver> heya brack
<.Heatehr> oh
<.Heatehr> sorry
<.Swedish Bob> wb bracks
<.silver> heh
<.Heatehr> I was whining about the car
<.Bracken> Hi peoples
<.silver> yeah
<.Heatehr> is dennis still driving it around?
<.silver> i think you really just want the car
<.Doyle> yeps
<.silver> um...i'm not sure
<.silver> he's still got my keys, i know that
<.Heatehr> dammit
<.Doyle> i'm running over stuff
<.Heatehr> sulv!!!!!!!
<.Doyle> 'tis fun
<.silver> eh?
<.Heatehr> but but...
<.Heatehr> I want the caaaaaaaaaar
<.silver> heh
<.silver> sorry dude...outta my hands
<.Heatehr> have I mentioned that it was so yummy
<.Doyle> *does doughnuts in the football field*
<.silver> a few times, yeah
<.Heatehr> dennis!
<.Heatehr> you're going to crash my delicious car!
<.Doyle> it's got added mud for flavour now!
<.Heatehr> eww
<.Heatehr> no
<.Bracken> What flavour is the car? Or is it just regular car flavour?
<.Swedish Bob> you could dip the car in cholcolate
<.silver> * sings * Heatherosa likes to eat the car, yes she does, yes she does. If she don't get it back, she'll yell and cuss, yell and cuss. She ate an
old man, and some cheese and some cheese. But that's not gonna be enough to please.
<.Heatehr> damn right
<.Heatehr> sing it sulv
<.Bracken> Why is she sulv now?
<.silver> she wants that car, yes she does, yes she does. nothing else will do, even a bus, even a bus. don't want no bicycle, or a
wheelchair. She's gotta have my car, right over there.
<.Heatehr> wasn't she always?
<.silver> this is really bad spontaneous poetry, by the way
<.Heatehr> *clap clap*
<.silver> *bows* thank you, thank you.
<.Heatehr> *gnaws on old man*
<.Bracken> Not fair.
<.Heatehr> dennis!!!!!!
<.silver> what's not fair?
<.Doyle> *swerves at heather*
<.silver> heh
<.Doyle> j/k:)
<.Heatehr> I want the car back!
<.Bracken> That she gets to eat an old man.
<.silver> ah
<.Heatehr> it was my nummy treat first
<.Doyle> *takes the car to the car wash*
<.silver> well...she has this thing about putting things in her mouth, you see.....
<.Doyle> i'll have it back in a jiffy!
<.silver> and the old man just....let her, ya know
<.silver> 'cause what's he gonna do, object?
<.silver> lol
<.Bracken> But..they're so tender and juicy
<.silver> ew, ew, and ew
actually, there was some protesting.
i am SO on a different page...
<.silver> lol
<.Bracken> lol
<.Heatehr> mmm...cheese
[Thu Mar 08 02:05:44 EST 2001] b1 has no profile.
<.Bracken> "When you have cheese you have choice"
<.Bracken> brb
<.Bracken> WB
<.Swedish Bob> wb
<.b1> thnks
<.silver> this old man, whipped it out...."heather's got an oral fixation!" i scream and shout. With a grunt grunt, "that feels good", now he's
got a bone....this old man went gushing home.
<.silver> ew
<.silver> i can't even belive that just got typed
<.silver> lol
<.b1> *kicks computer down the hill*
<.silver> and wb b1
<.Heatehr> oh yuck
<.b1> gross!!!lmfao
<.Swedish Bob> haha silver
<.Heatehr> that was horrid
<.silver> *g*
<.Heatehr> what's with you and "this old man"?
<.silver> i don't know...it just comes to me
<.b1> you naughty girl!
<.Heatehr> I think there's something you're not sharing
<.silver> though not as much as it seems to come to you...
<.b1> again, ewww
<.Heatehr> lol
<.silver> have you ever noticed how much of my spontaneous poetry seems to be about you in one way, shape, or form?
<.silver> lol
<.silver> that's interesting
<.Doyle> *drives newly washed car outta car wash*
<.b1> heh, Im jealous
<.Swedish Bob> brb
<.silver> you must present an attractive target at which to aim my rhymes
<.silver> k
<.Heatehr> who? me?
<.Doyle> *drives to mexico*:D
<.silver> yeah, you
<.Heatehr> it seems to be about old men actually
<.silver> heh
<.b1> I want spontaneous, filthy rhymes pointed at me
<.silver> no...it's all about you
<.silver> the heatherosa poems....etc
<.silver> and heh, beautyone...i could DO that, and it would be great.....but i'm not too sure you'd want me to do it in here. you know...
<.silver> violating trusts and confidences, and all that
<.b1> hola Doyle, porque esta en mexico?
<.b1> uh, well, uh.....
<.silver> yeah, that's what i thought ;)
<.Heatehr> lmao
<.b1> and I dont think it would rhyme
<.silver> oh i could find a way
<.Doyle> uh....in mexico my names Pedro
<.Doyle> :)
<.b1> hah, I want it. be funny
<.b1> but email it to me if you do
<.silver> Pedro...donde esta mi....uh...coche?
<.silver> k, b1
<.b1> so avoiding some humiliation
<.silver> heh
<.Heatehr> since when isdennis "pedro"?
<.silver> since he said so
<.silver> up there ^^^
<.Heatehr> oh yeah
<.Doyle> hey, i been in the country for a minute and you expect me to know the freaken language already??
<.silver> heh
<.Heatehr> I see that now
<.b1> Pedro, que quienes tu?
<.silver> we're not in mexico, and WE know the language
<.silver> well...kinda
<.silver> :)
<.Heatehr> why is pedro in mexico?
<.silver> he drove there
<.Doyle> you want a medal?
<.silver> in MY car
<.Heatehr> wow...
<.Heatehr> quite a car you've got there
<.b1> y hora esta en mexico
<.Heatehr> driving over the ocean and all
<.silver> well doyle...if you're giving medals out....sure, i'll take one ;)
plus...it's quite yum
<.Heatehr> mmm...
<.silver> mexico's not over the ocean
<.silver> what?
<.Heatehr> caaaar...
<.Doyle> it's one of those water resistant cars
<.silver> what are you on? lol
<.b1> it is for doyle
<.silver> oh yeah
<.silver> hehee
<.silver> but he didn't start out in australia
<.Heatehr> *drools*
<.b1> course, just a short jaunt for you
<.silver> we went to my wal-mart, remember?
<.silver> in cincinnati
<.b1> does your car have a leather interior?
<.silver> mexico's a short jaunt for me? yeah...only about a thousand miles or so
<.silver> little more
<.silver> yes, actually it does
<.Heatehr> mexico is two hours for me
<.b1> thats all I can think it would be, the attraction I mean
<.silver> it's a 94 eagle vision TSI 4-door sports sedan
<.b1> cause yknow, leather
<.silver> w/ leather interior
<.silver> loaded
<.silver> i likey me car :)
<.Heatehr> I like it too
<.b1> lucky, \
<.silver> heh
<.Heatehr> *drool*
<.silver> see, you drool!
<.Heatehr> I do not!
<.b1> I have a full size van. bitch to park
<.silver> you just did!
<.Heatehr> did not
<.silver> yeah but...van...lots of room :)
<.Doyle> sells car (that's run out of gas) for one of them big mexican hats, a donkey and alota liquor*:)
<.b1> shes right heather, caught in the act
<.Heatehr> nah uh
<.silver> Mark had a like...SUV thingy that we took camping once...very nice...lots of room inside :)
<.b1> yeah, but. difficult to park
<.Heatehr> and dennis!!!
<.silver> hey!
<.silver> no selling my car!
<.Heatehr> you sold my dinner!!!
<.b1> and still not long enough to have sex comfortable
<.silver> hm
<.Doyle> have a donkey instead
<.Heatehr> I don't eat asses
<.silver> we don't need no stinking donkey's..i want my car!
<.Swedish Bob> hmmm thanks for that info b1
<.silver> and heh...good one heater
<.b1> plenty of headroom though
<.silver> ha ha
<.Doyle> the donkey doesn't smell
<.b1> and Im sure you wanted to know sb
<.b1> and all
<.Heatehr> it gives him research
<.Swedish Bob> thanks I'll remeber
<.b1> lol, I just got the joke I made
<.silver> you should trade it in for an suv...there's room there ;)
<.Heatehr> for when he's looking into buying a car
<.b1> *smirk*(
<.Heatehr> "don't buy van...can't have sex"
<.b1> cant. have to pull the boat
<.b1> plenty of headroom,,,,,,lol
<.silver> can't you pull a boat w/ an suv?
<.Doyle> *rides donkey back from wence i came*:)
<.silver> it IS a "sport" and "utility" vehicle
<.Heatehr> dennis!
<.Heatehr> you get back here NOW!
<.b1> mebbe, but the van is almost payed off.
<.Heatehr> and get my dinner too!
<.Doyle> comming!
<.silver> bring my car back!
<.b1> and I want no more car or van payments ever again
<.Heatehr> how old?
<.Doyle> but it ran outta gas
<.silver> yeah, i know what you mean. my parents JUST got the house paid off.....and now my dad wants to build a 6 car garage...getting
them 25,000 dollars in debt again
<.Doyle> the car i mean
<.b1> sport/utility does not equal towing capapcity
<.Heatehr> I don't need the gas to eat it
<.silver> so you couldn't go to the gas station why?
<.Doyle> the donkey hasn't run outta gas
<.Heatehr> pull it with the donkey
<.Doyle> he's still farting
<.Doyle> pew
<.silver> but...you know you gotta feed the donkey, right?
<.b1> uh, I think 3-4 yrs
<.Doyle> feed it??
<.silver> yes.
<.silver> as in "give it food"
<.silver> so it doesn't die
<.b1> and now have a barn too
<.Swedish Bob> yeah it needs grass or hay or something
<.Doyle> ok, good idea. i'll get the donkey to pull the car
<.b1> alfalfa
<.Heatehr> you can use goatman's barn
<.Heatehr> *riff*
<.b1> *smooches bracken*
<.Heatehr> caaaaaar
<.Swedish Bob> *a moment of silence for goatman*
<.b1> cause I got it right!!!
<.Heatehr> where aaaaaare yooooooou
<.Doyle> brack's brbing
<.Heatehr> Somewhere...out there...
<.b1> heh.
<.b1> rats!!!!
<.Heatehr> beneath the pale...moon light...
<.Heatehr> someone's...driving my dinner...
<.b1> red is black, and yellow white
<.Heatehr>and making me...cry...
<.Swedish Bob> haha that is Delilah's favorite song
<.Heatehr> somewhere...
<.silver> b1
<.Heatehr> delilah?
<.silver> i LOVE that song
<.Heatehr> out there...
<.b1> yes?
<.silver> like, one of my all-time favourites
<.silver> all though I hate that ending
<.Heatehr> dennis is riding a mule...
<.b1> and we decide which is right?
<.silver> heh
<.silver> yes
<.b1> ah.
<.Swedish Bob> she hosts a syndicated radio show and plays sappy songs for lovers
<.Heatehr>and he'll...bring me my diiiiinner...
<.Heatehr> yes
<.silver> oh no...i hate delilah
<.Heatehr> love songs with delilah
<.silver> bleh
<.Heatehr> I thought that's who you were talking about
<.silver> *gags self*
<.Heatehr> somewhere out there...
<.silver> crap
<.Swedish Bob> she is so annoying
<.b1> mebbe I should have chosen a different song for the quiz....
<.silver> can you believe my first wake up is in 40 minutes?
<.silver> god damn
<.Heatehr>and even though I know the car's in mexico right now...
<.b1> thats 40 more minutes of freedom
<.Heatehr> it helps to think I might be eating...dammit dennis, where is it???
<.b1> now IM hungry
<.silver> yeah....and i know i won't forget it, 'cause at 3 a.m. SB will go "Oh my god, it's three o' clock!
<.b1> lol
<.Heatehr> hehe
<.Swedish Bob> haha
<.silver> like...you're the little built in alarm clock for the chat room, SB
<.b1> and about then I will crap on about how I shouldve been in bed an hour ago
<.Heatehr> seriously
<.silver> yep
<.Heatehr> and I'll say "wow...it's still so early"
<.b1> thats so kewl for you sb
<.Swedish Bob> but I took a nap this afernoon and I am not tired tonight
<.silver> heh
<.Doyle> you know, riding a donkey from mexico to where y'all are is slow enough. but riding a donkey pulling a car's even slower
<.Swedish Bob> but I wills till say oh crap it is three
<.b1> Im tired ....I wish I had a nap
<.silver> *sings* "up all night.....sleep all day"
<.Heatehr> faster!
<.Heatehr>mush! mush!!!
<.silver> um...
<.Heatehr> yeah?
<.b1> work all night, sleep all day, you take your money throw it all away
<.silver> nothing
<.Swedish Bob> It was totally an accident too--I just wanted to lie down for like half and hour
<.Heatehr>what??
<.Doyle> do ya feed donkeys mexican food?
<.silver> what what?
<.silver> you feed them vegetation
<.Heatehr>you feed them hay
<.Heatehr> uh oh
<.silver> yeah...you were just resting your eyes, eh?
<.Heatehr>why do I have a feeling dennis fed Pepito some burrito?
<.silver> Pepito? the donkey has a name now?
<.Swedish Bob> that explains the gas
<.Heatehr> yeah...Pepito
<.silver> little pep?
<.Doyle> you gave my donkey a name?? i was just calling him asshole
<.silver> what the hell kinda name is that, anyway?
<.Heatehr> he's a little peppy party...can't think of another p word for this alliteration...damn
<.Doyle> "move along asshole!" no wonder he never responded
<.silver> peppy party pooper?
<.b1> pepperoncini. mexican word
<.silver> peppy partry pro-longer?
<.silver> lol
<.Heatehr> well...if dennis keeps feeding him burritos...
<.Bracken> DRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGSSSSSSSSS
<.Heatehr>CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR
<.silver> um...okay
<.Doyle> brb
<.silver> how can you be right back? you're already gone in mexico?
<.b1> gotta go, husbands up.
<.Heatehr> later b1
<.silver> buh bye, b1
<.Bracken> Bye B1
<.Swedish Bob> night b1
<.Swedish Bob> get the hell outa here
<.Heatehr> and dennis...
<.b1> dreamy dreams all
<.Bracken> lol
<.Heatehr> your brbing is really not helping me get my dinner
<.Bracken> that 'get the hell outta here' it always makes me laugh...
<.silver> ya..me too
<.Heatehr> that and...emoticons
<.silver> it makes me think of captain kirk every time
<.Bracken> 'in an otherwise "cold" internet'
<.Bracken> lmao
<.Heatehr> lmao
<.silver> not sanctuary captain kirk.....regular captain kirk, that is
<.Doyle> backs
<.silver> wb
<.Bracken> wb
<.Swedish Bob> wb
<.Doyle> thanx
<.Heatehr> shatner is evil
<.Heatehr> and dennis
<.Heatehr> car?
<.silver> my turn.....brb
<.Doyle> and WE'RE BACK
<.silver> don't eat my car, heather...
<.Doyle> me and asshole...pepi...whatever he's called
<.silver> i need that to get home, ya know
<.silver> still brb'ing, by the way
<.Heatehr> pepito
<.Heatehr> eesh
<.Heatehr> respect your ass
<.Doyle> i'll respect my ass when my ass respects me
<.Heatehr> then stop feeding it burritos!
<.Doyle> but he likes em:)
<.Doyle> he ate four just before
<.Bracken> Give one of the burritos to Heather's mom
<.Heatehr> hehehe
<.Heatehr> I wanted apple cheeks?
<.Bracken> Yeah.
<.Bracken> brb
<.Heatehr> no
<.Heatehr> NO
<.Heatehr> nononononononono
<.Doyle> okey, i'll keep the big mexican giles-like-from'fear itself'-hat, heather gets to eat the car and i'm giving you silver, the donkey
<.Heatehr> and no
<.Heatehr> sombrero
<.Doyle> yeah
<.Doyle> whatever:)
<.Heatehr> aww...
<.Doyle> *writes the name down*
<.Heatehr> sulv gets pepito
<.silver> back
<.silver> and no
<.silver> the car's mine
<.Heatehr> you don't want dennis' ass?
<.silver> *takes the car and the keys*
<.silver> i need it to drive home!
<.Doyle> the donkey ate the keys
<.silver> well then, you better get in there after 'em
<.Heatehr> again I ask
<.Heatehr> you don't want dennis' ass?
<.Doyle> to get em you'll either have to make him shit or chop him open
<.silver> i want it to give me my keys back
<.silver> *takes a chain saw*
<.Heatehr> *eyes car*
<.Doyle> hehe
<.Heatehr> mmm..
<.silver> *revs it up*
<.Heatehr> how I've missed you, you sparkley wonder
<.silver> *jabs it into the donkey's midsection*
<.Doyle> hehehehe
<.Heatehr> *starts to gnaw on car*
<.Heatehr> oooh...
<.Doyle> what luv for animals!
<.Heatehr> it's better than the last time
<.silver> *disembowls the donkey, then turns the chainsaw on heather*
<.silver> step. away. from. the. car.
<.Heatehr> ack
<.Doyle> yayness!
<.Heatehr> hey
<.Heatehr> I can bite it
<.Heatehr> watch out
<.silver> i. need. the. car.
<.Heatehr> one false move and it's crunch
<.silver> operating, ya know
<.Bracken> I want a snack. Dammit. *starts chomping on sil's ankle*
<.silver> like..not drooled all over
<.silver> hey, what the hell is this?
<.Doyle> no, brack! eat the disemboweled donkey!
<.silver> besides, i don't think i have any ankles anymore...
<.Bracken> I'm hungry. Now hold still
<.Doyle> be like sir anthony!
<.Heatehr> hehe
<.silver> i think qc ate both my legs, or something
<.silver> and my head, once
<.Swedish Bob> siler, if heather easts your car your insurance will buy you a new one
<.silver> technically, I am a legless, headless abomination
<.silver> oh, and i have no ass
<.silver> 'cause she took it
<.Bracken> Fine. *starts eating Sil's stomach*
<.Doyle> eat the donkey
<.silver> siler? hehee. and yeah, but that won't help me tonight, ya know?
<.Heatehr> no, you have an ass
<.Heatehr> dennis gave you his
<.Doyle> don't let it's corpse go to waste
<.silver> *paws through the donkey's entrails, successfully finding the keys*
<.Heatehr> still have the car in my mouth
<.Heatehr> *chomps*
<.silver> stop it!
<.silver> i need my car!
<.silver> i like my car!
<.Doyle> that donkey had powerful friends, sil. you'll be sorry
<.Heatehr> I do too
<.Swedish Bob> just report it stolen
<.silver> *climbs mt. heatherosa*
<.Bracken> ' I don't like you..but I want your car..' lalalala
<.Heatehr> hey!
<.Heatehr> I am not a mountain!
<.silver> *enters that cavernous mouth*
<.Heatehr> heyyyyy!
<.silver> *jimmies the door open*
<.Heatehr> excuse
<.Heatehr> me
<.silver> *climbs in and inserts the keys, starting the car*
<.Heatehr> but I'm trying to EAT!
<.Bracken> hehe
<.silver> better open wide, heather....or else this is gonna hurt
<.silver> *revs engine*
<.silver> *releases break....goes flying from heather's mouth*
<.silver> *lands safely on the ground*
<.silver> ah...nice shocks :)
<.Heatehr> dammit
<.Heatehr> come back
<.Heatehr> *roars*
<.silver> *speeds off to a safe distance*
<.Heatehr> ugh
<.Heatehr> I waited a long time for that meal
<.silver> *tries to let the window down to get the stink out, but is dismayed when she realizes that heather's drool has shorted out the
powering in her windows*
<.silver> damnit
<.Heatehr> stink?
<.Heatehr> excuse me???
<.silver> hehee
<.Heatehr> are you saying I have bad breathe?
<.Doyle> *surfs on top of sil's car*
<.Heatehr> you'd BETTER not be saying that
<.silver> well, it WAS in your mouth...and i don't recall you brushing your teeth after "having" that old man, ya know?
<.Heatehr> I had a tic tac
<.silver> hardly enough to compensate
<.silver> old men are quite odorous
<.Bracken> Mmm. Tic tacs. "and as we all know breathe mints are the leading cause of obesity"
<.Heatehr> hehe
<.silver> hm...now that i think about it...old men are slow, too. never thought to apply that to my little song.
<.silver> how are your jaws, heather?
<.silver> ;)
<.Heatehr> hehehe
<.Heatehr> umm
<.Heatehr> no comment
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