Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
11/05/2009

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for November 05, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 5:09 AM: RedPillTweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| It's 5:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (8:06 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Firebroiled: We know for certain, for instance,
that for some reason,
for some time in the beginning,
there were hot lumps.

Cold and lonely,
they whirled noiselessly through the black holes of space.

These insignificant lumps came together to form the first union
-- our Sun, the heating system.

And about this glowing gasbag rotated the Earth,
a cat’s-eye amoung aggies,
blinking in astonishment across the Face of Time . . .
Firebroiled: Alright, everybody, thank you very much!
A little song I learned upstream at prison!
Everybody sing along now!
Ready, now . . .[he leads the crowd in singing]

“This land is made of mountains!
This land is made of mud!
This land is made of everything
For me and Elmer Fudd!
This land has lots of trousers!
This land has lots of Mausers!
And Pussy Cats to eat them when the sun goes

down!”
Firebroiled: “And while we’re on the subject --

And while we’re on the subject --

(And while we’re on the subject) --

How’s your Old Wazoo?”
Firebroiled: Dexter F-f-f-f--ong!
||||||||| "8:08 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Firebroiled, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:38 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| "Hey ah,clem!" ... ah,clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:39 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Outside, the 8:52 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Mudhead: WHEW
Mudhead: im glad thats done
||||||||| Mudhead hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 8:53 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:53 PM, dragging Mudhead by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:53 PM and Dexter Fong bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mudhead: Greetings Fong san
Dexter Fong: Hey Mudhead...and a special greeting to Firebroiled, inventor of large-type chat
Dexter Fong: Mud; Uncasville, isn't that where one of the Indian Casinos is?
Dexter Fong Broiled: 8:00pm..your almost here on time
Mudhead: Mohegan Sun
Dexter Fong: Yeah that's the one
Mudhead: yep
Dexter Fong: You a dealer or a pit bul..pit boss or something?
Mudhead: o no
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Mudhead: i stay away
Dexter Fong: Card counter?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Cat
Mudhead: nope
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 05, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Firebroiled was almost here tonight
Mudhead: jeff Dunhams on, I bbiab
Dexter Fong: bbiab?
cease: sounds like i'm in an elevator
Dexter Fong: What floor?
Mudhead: be back in a bit
cease: cni
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:02 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Billville."
Dexter Fong: thanks muddy =)
Merlyn: hey
cease: hi merl
Dexter Fong: CNI? that's in the basement ...eletronics
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:03 PM, dragging Bambi by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
cease: the cni musical elevator is definitely not going up
cease: bambi
Bambi: hello Dear Friends :-)
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, get your hands off Bambi's hair
||||||||| Catherwood gets his hands off bambi's hair.
cease: aha. a firesign sound
Merlyn: works for me cat
Bambi: lol, thanks Dex
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi, you look well touseled
Merlyn: she's hair to a fortune
Dexter Fong: A close shave eh?
Dexter Fong: I look forward to it
Dexter Fong: clem
cease: i havcent had one of those since lbj was your president
Dexter Fong: fortune or a close shave?
Bambi: amazing how true that is...had quite a day today ... installed a new Win 7 computer today and had to back up old data and then restore it and upgrade Win 7, and install security and software, get updates, etc. etc.
Dexter Fong: Bambi: No gain with a pain
Bambi: including xpmode/virtual pc for win 7 ultimate
Dexter Fong: without
cease: i stopped shaving when nixon was elected
||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:06 PM, then departs.
Bambi: it's always fun but exhausting
cease: moving to a frozen company also had something to do with it
Bambi: wb Clem
cease: country
Dexter Fong: Ah...it's clem and his three dollar bills
cease: we havent heard this for a while
ah,clem: nope
Merlyn: I think nixon stopped shaving too, cat
Merlyn: or he shaved a cat
||||||||| HannibalLectween enters at 9:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Bambi: hey Tween
Merlyn: could Big Friendly see after this thing took his eyes?
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny
HannibalLectween: Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears (and your eyes, and your tongues...)
cease: if nixon ever stopped shaving, the kudzu would take over his face
Bambi: silencing the lambs?
cease: hi tween
Dexter Fong: Baa Baa Baa
HannibalLectween: Evenin' folks :)
Bambi: lol
HannibalLectween: Mutton Smut
ah,clem: don't eat people, they are an endangered species
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi: at least free ones
||||||||| Principalpoop sashays in at 9:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hi Poop
Bambi: hope Mudhead comes back ... hope he isn't having troubles with connection
Principalpoop: bah bah rah bah
cease: hi poop
Bambi: hello there princep
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Muddy is listening to Jeff Durham?
Principalpoop: or jeff dalmer
Bambi: ah, yes, that is likely true Dex .. his show is tonight
ah,clem: that would be done ham
ah,clem: he he
HannibalLectween: honey roasted
Principalpoop sashays again
Dexter Fong: Bam: Actually, he said that was where he was gooing and then added bbiab
Bambi says, you're saying it wrong (so says Jeff Dunham)
Bambi: ah, ok..thanks Dex
Dexter Fong: Thanks Rambi
Principalpoop: that would make me rincipleroop and you rexter rong, and rerlyn and hannibal reen
Bambi: Clem was the one who was saying it wrong (so says Jeff Dunham -- in his show Spark of Insanity to Peanut)
Dexter Fong wonders if it might not be Geoff Dunham/Durham
Principalpoop: and ahh, rem
Principalpoop: rease rat
Dexter Fong sings rem rem rem...remember when...etc
ah,clem: done ham, the other white meat
cease: it's the Ed Amy
Dexter Fong: J> Dlamers Cafe...home the "yet another White Meat"
Principalpoop: ed asner
Dexter Fong: bou did i butcher that last one
Dexter Fong: J. Dalmers "Home of yet another White Meat"
ah,clem: yup
Principalpoop: Fong is on a roll, kaiser roll
Dexter Fong mocves over to share his roll with Effa Prawn]
Principalpoop: caw caw
Dexter Fong: and various symbols
Dexter Fong: (*) <---- Indicates cymbal crash
Principalpoop: follow the snake
cease: effa and ella, the famous prawn sisters
Dexter Fong: Why that snake leads right to my pocket
Dexter Fong: And he's holding my lucky three-dollar bill
Dexter Fong: Catherwood may not let me in again
||||||||| Catherwood lets Dexter Fong in again.
Dexter Fong: Whew!! Thanks C'wood
cease: if you're prone to be a pawn, be a prawn, be a prawn
Dexter Fong: The number one hit from the Pink Shrimps
Dexter Fong: And the "B" side, Life is a Shell Game"
cease: did i mention the time stephen hawking's wheelchair rolled over my foot on its way to some amazing lox?
cease: hawking looked like a giant prawn. or maybe its from spending too much time thinking about black holes
Dexter Fong: lol cat
Principalpoop: liquid oxygen?
Dexter Fong: That's not something most of us would think of
cease: maybe i was hungry at the time
Dexter Fong: Cat: Tell about the time Stephen Hawkings rolled over your foot on the was to some amazing lox
Dexter Fong: way
Principalpoop: should have said, watch where you are going smart guy...
cease: its almost pythonesque its its non sequitarization
Dexter Fong: Did time stop for you?
Dexter Fong: Nice job on that word "sequitarization"
cease: i dont know if his mother was pushing him or a nurse, but she seemed much older, and hungrier
cease: sometimes i can spell.
Dexter Fong: There's nothing scarier than a hungry nurse who is also your mother
Principalpoop: pythonesque and sequitarization in the same sent ence
cease: as i ate my alloted piece of fish, i realized that it was only cuz of the presence of hawking that i had the opportunity to taste such amazing fish
Dexter Fong: =)) po op
cease: lol fong
HannibalLectween: and now for something completely non-sequitor
Dexter Fong: Your out of order, Tween!
Principalpoop: mister non-seq speaks
HannibalLectween: I'll order some more for you, Dex
Principalpoop: more lox
ah,clem: alloted piece of fish? you should be able to eat all the fish you can catch
Dexter Fong: Twenn: Some kinda scam to steal my identity?
HannibalLectween: and beagles?
Dexter Fong: Beagle is a damn fine fist houd
Dexter Fong: oops, fish
HannibalLectween thinks dex suffers From MI, the waster
Dexter Fong: also hound
ah,clem: no beagles, just fish and eggs
Principalpoop: beagle bailey was in the army for a long time
Dexter Fong: More Intelligance?
Principalpoop: the Crumbhungers?
Dexter Fong: Please, Sir....More Intelligence
Dexter Fong: bbiam
Principalpoop: roe roe roe your boat
ah,clem: secret stolen government film
cease: better my boat than my boot
Principalpoop: like little tongues
Dexter Fong: abiaam
ah,clem: the phenomena
ah,clem: love this bit
Dexter Fong: A-Rod??
HannibalLectween: Two flying saucers have just landed on my plate...
Dexter Fong: Those aren't saucers....tyhose are demi-tasse cups
Principalpoop: your brain may no longer be the boss
Dexter Fong: Poop: I prefer to keep that information private....nudge nudge
Principalpoop: turn away sir, I'll eat them
Dexter Fong: I like to watch
Dexter Fong: Nudge nudge wink wink
cease: how much is this from dr. strangelove?
Dexter Fong: "Outranked by loons"
Principalpoop: a nudge is as good as a wink to a blind bat
Dexter Fong: Cat: I don't see it as that close
cease: the flouridated water general
Dexter Fong nudges poop's winking blind bat
cease: they're in everybody's water
Dexter Fong: Gearge C Scott's chatacter
cease: no
HannibalLectween: Scott was brilliant in that movie.
cease: the precious bodily fluids dude
Dexter Fong: I thought his prime concern was aliens stealing your bodily fluids
HannibalLectween: And to think that's probably why he got hired to do Patton
cease: so was everyohne, tween
HannibalLectween: True
Principalpoop: i am not saying we won't get our hair mussed, 4-5 million dead, tops
Dexter Fong: The greatst bldily=pure fluid cast ever assembled
HannibalLectween: must have been a gas to make
cease: gen ripper
ah,clem: the book of holes...
Dexter Fong: 'course that was before HIV
HannibalLectween: Jack ripper
HannibalLectween: Yeah lol P
HannibalLectween: Great line
Dexter Fong: Clem: start alphabetically, A....Aardvark holes
ah,clem: B. beaver holes?
HannibalLectween doesn't want to hear 'C'
ah,clem: ok, did not hink we would get past that one
Dexter Fong: C. cardinal hole
ah,clem: think
Principalpoop: C civil holes
Dexter Fong: Dingo holes
Principalpoop: Dem holes
Dexter Fong: Dewm Dry holes
Principalpoop: Empty holes
Principalpoop: Full holes hehe
Dexter Fong: Full holes
Dexter Fong: he he
cease: i saw W the other day. speaking of dry holes
Dexter Fong: Good holes
Dexter Fong: Half holes
Principalpoop: Glory Holes
Principalpoop: hobbit holes
cease: i thought i already knew too much about him. i was wrong
ah,clem: relax Dex, no one is amused
Dexter Fong: Who can give me an "I" holes?.....Tweeny
HannibalLectween: The hole 9 yards
ah,clem: but the a-holes, lol
Dexter Fong: A Hole too far
Principalpoop: wrong hole, we are on the I hole
Dexter Fong: I one the hole
Dexter Fong: I two the hole....................
Principalpoop: I am the hole
Dexter Fong: I eight the hole
Principalpoop: and the omega and prenumbra
Dexter Fong: I am Silver Surfers, boss type guy...I devour black holes
Principalpoop: Glaclactius?
Dexter Fong: Cole enough Poop
Dexter Fong: close
cease: where are the other regulars toniight?
Dexter Fong: sheesh
Principalpoop: glen
Principalpoop: bend over
Principalpoop: you want regulars or premium?
Dexter Fong: It is sparsely attended tonight
cease: i'll have the regular, ethyl
Principalpoop: in a funk after the GOP sweep tuesday
Dexter Fong: What sweep?
Dexter Fong: Jersey and Va.?
Principalpoop: 2 govornors
cease: the ny district that voted whig before it last voted democratic?
Bambi: Jersey and VA?
Dexter Fong: that's only one twentyfifth
Principalpoop: hehe
cease: hi clem voice
Bambi: ah, went the other way in the races
Principalpoop: the voice of ah, clem
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's the transvestite community...they always vote wig
Principalpoop: good even ing
Dexter Fong: and falsies too
Principalpoop: no, not the vein, in the artery please
Dexter Fong: Jimmy Chu stiletto boots
ah,clem: is it going to be alright?
Dexter Fong: It's going to be alright!!!!!!!!
Principalpoop: it is going to be alright
Dexter Fong: If i could get back to my organ
Principalpoop: give me a faster link please lol
Principalpoop: i used to have one
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's just this little chromium switch there
Principalpoop: i am not touching that
Bambi: both links (the main and the alternate) are on www.cniradio.com
Dexter Fong: I'll give you one of clem's three dollar bills
ah,clem: so beautiful up here, it's so clean
Dexter Fong: There's a bug on the windshield
Dexter Fong: i think it's DEA
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Otto Yamamoto plummets into the garden at 9:52 PM.
HannibalLectween: Hey Yam
Otto Yamamoto: moo
ah,clem: or MIB, lol, hi Yammy!
Dexter Fong: Jey dere Jammy
Otto Yamamoto: Shoes for Industry Compadres
Principalpoop: hi otto
cease: hi yammy.
cease: i have to go upstairs for dinner. will return sometime later
Dexter Fong: Getcha shoes for industry...it's coming back soon to a (foreign country) near you
Otto Yamamoto: I may fade now and again, I'm editing/uploading show pictures
Dexter Fong: Mange Cat
Otto Yamamoto: Mange? Not on MY cats
Principalpoop: quicktime opened, and then recorded a few minutes and stopped hehe
Principalpoop: tap tap
Dexter Fong: Well,,,,,,I do *not* eat dog
Principalpoop: wtf?
Principalpoop: brb
||||||||| At 9:55 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Principalpoop!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: okp
||||||||| Catherwood leads Principalpoop in through the front door at 9:55 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: wbp
Otto Yamamoto: Shot like 1800 pictures on Hallloween
Principalpoop: hello???
Principalpoop: it works again
Dexter Fong: Hello, sailor
Otto Yamamoto: Hallooooo
Otto Yamamoto: Hellotosis?
ah,clem: laughing cow cheese...
Dexter Fong: Permision to board...say no more, say no more
Principalpoop: pictures of what?
Dexter Fong: and when and who and how
Otto Yamamoto: Punque Roque Shoes
Dexter Fong: and where
Otto Yamamoto: Metro NYC
Principalpoop: is that legal?
Dexter Fong: Yam, you mean, like....Jersey?
Otto Yamamoto: as in http://www.flickr.com/photos/otto-yamamoto/
Principalpoop: not scoping out the place for terrorist activity? you commie you
ah,clem: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: Poop: psst! you're the good cop
Otto Yamamoto: Sure, I'm letting the Commies know where to ruin their livers and hearing at the same time
Principalpoop: ok, showing brains, i stop looking
Dexter Fong: What??? Ouch my groin!!
Otto Yamamoto: After all, listening to the Internationale all the time is boring
Dexter Fong: Sure you gotta dance too
Otto Yamamoto: That's not REAL Brains
ah,clem: my God, it's still warm
Principalpoop: who did not want to be part of the revolution if there was no dancing?
Dexter Fong: Quick Clem, eat it with some Damler Sauce
Otto Yamamoto: Dahmer Sauce! Coming in Shorts and Quarts!
Principalpoop: fake brains or real brains, that is in bad taste for my delicate sensitivities
Dexter Fong: It's a Dance Revolution...Bob Fosse is overthrown
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Otto Yamamoto: Oh,we're allabout bad tast
Principalpoop: pull the curtain fred
Otto Yamamoto: e
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please bang a gong and get in ong
||||||||| Catherwood gets in ong.
Dexter Fong: Close enough C'wood
Principalpoop: run ong run
ah,clem: lol Dex
Bambi: hi Yammy
Principalpoop: gang the bong and get it ong
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour me a double toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi a double toasted almond.
Dexter Fong: Sarge, looks like those gong bongers got it ong
Bambi: ah, thanks :-)
Dexter Fong: Catherwood please give Bambi a sextuple toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood brings bambi a sextuple toasted almond.
ah,clem: is this movie ok, was not sure what to run
Dexter Fong: nudge wink no more
ah,clem: oh my oh my oh my...
Principalpoop: as told by rich hollywood stars
Dexter Fong: Now then mizz clem, you ain't got to birthin' no babies
cease: he wont be there, but i will
Principalpoop: you ate fast
Dexter Fong: How was dinner cat?
cease: fantastic.
Dexter Fong: Don't forget to tip your server(s)
Principalpoop: did you defoliate your victory garden earlier today? that works up your appetite
ah,clem: hope you had anextra fish
cease: bascially boiled vegetables ala japonaise
cease: with a citrus sauce
Dexter Fong: Anextra fish...sounds almost real doesn't it.....but it's not
Principalpoop: which citrus? be specific
cease: yuzu, the japanese national citrus
Dexter Fong: Blood tangello
Principalpoop: i thought yuzu was an ivy
ah,clem: yuzu too
cease: vegieds were bok choi, haru same, shitake and enoki mushrooms and tofu.
Dexter Fong: Stop torturing me Ethyl??????
cease: yuzu is an exquisite citrus
Dexter Fong: thought it was eleanor
Principalpoop: quiet adolf
Dexter Fong: Clem is this an alternate take?
Dexter Fong: or something?
ah,clem: we had sauted roast pork, rice, and asorted vegies, including shitake
Principalpoop: here comes the poop
Principalpoop: digorgio frozen pizza chez poop
cease: it's a lemmon in the sense that john lennon is a beetle
ah,clem: no, dex, original print, what did you miss?
Dexter Fong: who cares
cease: sounds delicious, clem
Principalpoop: i will try a yuzu
Dexter Fong: I always though "dad" the defoliator said "stop torturing me eleanor
ah,clem: well, it must not have been too bad, as it is all gone now. :)
cease: is it any good, poop? i used to love the wolfgang puck frozen pizzas my parents freezers were always full of
cease: up here we get dr. oetker. his spinache pizza is superb
ah,clem: thought he said ethel
Principalpoop: cannot be bad for 5 dollars a pizza
Dexter Fong: CLEM: He did but i thought it was "eleanor" always heard it like that
cease: i thought food like that was much cheaper in the states
cease: havnet been there in a few years
ah,clem: ok
Dexter Fong: Clem ?=))
ah,clem: we have lost the picture portion...
Principalpoop: prices doubled in the past year or so, or more
Dexter Fong: I see dead hollywood stars
cease: wow
Principalpoop: you're a white man, you got to help us
ah,clem: later, PP
cease: what are all these mexicans doing here?
Dexter Fong: Sorry Poop, son, you can't get into this gOLF club
Principalpoop: later?
||||||||| "10:13 PM? 10:13 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Principalpoop: here is mudhead
Mudhead: hi PP
Dexter Fong: Mudhead's back and were gonna be in trouble
Mudhead: I cant get onto the golf course neither, cuz Im Shrewish!
Principalpoop: of our picmition
Principalpoop: i thought so, you look shewish, with those muddy shoes
ah,clem: beans, last of the beans, " I'm so tired of chineese food"
Bambi: wb Mudhead
Bambi: how was the show?
Mudhead: hai all
Principalpoop: hai
cease: hi mud
cease: how's dirt and water
Mudhead: Huge electrical show goin on outside
cease: it isnt aliens, mud?
Mudhead: V
ah,clem: will the real Dr. Patterman.....
Dexter Fong: Velcro hole
Mudhead: there
Mudhead: now over there
Bambi: we had a short electrical storm in the middle of the night last night
Dexter Fong: film at eleven?
Principalpoop: and it won't be over until ah we're over over there
Otto Yamamoto: an electoral storm? Who won?
Mudhead: it just got here
cease: better than film for elven
Bambi: we did ... it was over quickly Yam lol
Dexter Fong: It only hit the outskirts of Metro NYC....Westchester county
Mudhead: im goin off air, gnite all
Principalpoop: the painful threshold, who starred in that?
cease: the silmarillion, in high elvish
Principalpoop: good luck mud
ah,clem: night Mud
Dexter Fong: Night Muddy
cease: by mud
cease: keep un electicuted
Otto Yamamoto is in the NYC exurbs in Ulster County
cease: in the original it was "methedrine"
Bambi: there will be widespread frost tomorrow night ... first of the season
Principalpoop: ulster, that is in ireland
Dexter Fong: Live in the triple "X" urb of ulster county
cease: they had to change it to angadrine for this album for legal reasons, i guess
cease: though maybe werl would know
ah,clem: this is the print, and in that it is angadrine
Principalpoop: and somebody fell in the house of ulster
cease: not that their work doesnt naturlay evolve
ah,clem: so what original?
Dexter Fong: Last seen wearing a purple Ulster
cease: Life in the Day, clem
Principalpoop: original what so
cease: the source of both this and 2 places
||||||||| At 10:23 PM, ah,clem runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: Cat: Live shows?
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:23 PM, dragging ah,clem by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
cease: yes a mushroom show
Principalpoop: wb ah, clem
cease: clem has played it many times, i think
Dexter Fong: Ah........
ah,clem: ok Cat, will review that
ah,clem: but not tonight, no time left
Dexter Fong: I've replaced origianl (the album) language with other, later ammendments and additions
cease: you shold play Life in the Day back to back with Dwarf and 2 places so everyone could see the evolution
Principalpoop: on your way to better things ah, clem?
ah,clem: and all I could do to do a small show, not a good day
Principalpoop: keep your spirits up
cease: you do a great service, at least for us, clem
Dexter Fong: Clem, has their beren a problem?
Dexter Fong: there been
Principalpoop: and as the mother elephant told her children at the beach, keep your trunks up
Dexter Fong: and don't splash to much
ah,clem: I do try
Dexter Fong gives Clem a hug a pat on the backly (manly style) =)
cease: it is appreciated
ah,clem: "and not hurt the state,? say what?"
Principalpoop: you cheer us up, let us do the same, do you have any whipped cream in the house bambi?
ah,clem: great line there
Dexter Fong: OR MAYBE SOME TOFU LITE?]
Principalpoop: a little kinky, but tofu is ok too
ah,clem: "if you don't answe the question..."
Dexter Fong: We have real tofu...see my toes, they clean
Otto Yamamoto: They smellof soy sauce
Principalpoop: don't point at me daddio
Principalpoop: soy sauce and yuzu
cease: i remember daddio. where there ever a mommio??
Dexter Fong: <-------------
Principalpoop: sure mommio dearest
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Mommy "O", The Uncensored story of a Dominatrixt
cease: mud should have had some of my stewed vegies. kept the pneumonia away
ah,clem: that is a metaphysically obsurd, man, how could I know what you hear?
Dexter Fong: What??????
Principalpoop: i don't hear that
Dexter Fong: Can you hear me no
ah,clem: how about $5
Principalpoop: you take off your shoes to evade the men who are trying to protect you...
Principalpoop: i heard that
Dexter Fong: OK In small three dollar bills
Bambi: dr no?
Principalpoop: what do you mean by that?
Dexter Fong: Doctor Nonio
Bambi: what ... do you mean by that?
Dexter Fong: Antonionio
cease: better than those hideous large 3 dollar bills
Dexter Fong: There not large, your wallet is small
Bambi: you have three dollar bills in Canada?
cease: well, that too
Dexter Fong: HERE BUY THIS LUGGAGE ENSEMBLE
cease: yes, and we have bridges in brookly you'd love to buy, bambi
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: ed ames to please and so does louise
Dexter Fong: And we in NYC have bridges in Van Couver for sale
Bambi: thanks Clem for another great show!! :-)
Principalpoop: pull the curtain fred
Principalpoop: pull the curtain bambi
Dexter Fong: Another groat show...and I missed it?
cease: soon enough, dex.
Bambi: only two, only two
cease: if the olympics bankrupt us, we'll sell us our bridges
cease: yo can have our moutains too
cease: seel you our
Dexter Fong: Oh!! Hello mister Roach...you look cold, let me fire you up
Principalpoop: i want your van, keep your couver
Bambi: not likely....leave it to goldman sachs
cease: it would indeed be fun, clem
Principalpoop: time does go backwards, i am infantile again
Dexter Fong: Cat: We just want you actors
Bambi: lol princep
cease: they go to the money
Dexter Fong: Several actors from Da Vinci have been seen lately on US productions
Dexter Fong: by me, there may be more
Principalpoop: thank you sir, and bambi, get that cool whip and tofu and live it up hehe
Bambi: have a great week everyone! great to see you all ... see ya again next time ... again...
ah,clem: good nite everyone, be well
Principalpoop: super week
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi and clem, and thank you
||||||||| Around 10:37 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset...
Principalpoop: toad away
Dexter Fong: clem's gone, now i can talk to bambi
cease: all the best bambi and clem
Dexter Fong: nudge wink etc
Principalpoop: hehe what are you wearing bambi? hehe
cease: is elayne out celebrating yankee win?
Principalpoop: i would guess so, or sleeping it off
Dexter Fong: She's wearing my latest creation the bline dress
cease: or just has something else to do
Dexter Fong: Cat: Wondered my self...
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Otto Yamamoto - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: night otto
cease: by otto
Dexter Fong: Otto's been bowed to death with quick downstrokes at the frog
Principalpoop: frog or throat?
Dexter Fong: I told him not to wear that frog
Principalpoop: had a frog in this throat?
Dexter Fong: No...Over his heart
Dexter Fong: The frog and Lily Pad emblem
Principalpoop: alive in a little harnass? or what?
Principalpoop: harness
Dexter Fong: signifying love of ponds
cease: ok folks, we have house guest. must go and be hosty
cease: see you next week
Dexter Fong: Poop: Not alive but simulated
Principalpoop: ciao cat, have fun, toodles
||||||||| "Hey cease!" ... cease turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:42 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Night Cat have a good week
Principalpoop: just sleeping,
Merlyn: bye cat
Principalpoop: it was 80 yesterday and then frost last night, wow weather for us
Dexter Fong: We're close to the ocean so our temps tend to moderate
Dexter Fong: and it's better surfing
Principalpoop: solly makes surfboards now?
Dexter Fong: Gnarly, dude
Dexter Fong: Solly?
Principalpoop: captain solly whoists
Principalpoop: of the plane in the river
Dexter Fong: Oh! Sully
Principalpoop: oops hehe
Dexter Fong: He's in hawaii loofing for bigger waves
Dexter Fong: and looking too
Principalpoop: you ever loofed? i have not in years, used to lofe it
Dexter Fong: I had to loof till I found a loof hole
||||||||| llanwydd tiptoes in around 10:48 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Principalpoop: so that is L, M, mohole
Merlyn: the yale loofah song? loofah, loofah; loofah, loofah
llanwydd: good evening
Principalpoop: hi llan
Dexter Fong: Hi llan, having a nappy?
Principalpoop: and wearing a nappy?
Dexter Fong: or a slnk?
llanwydd: nappy?
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: slank
Principalpoop: speak up man
Dexter Fong: SLANK
Merlyn: slunk
Principalpoop: not you
Dexter Fong: SIR
llanwydd: if I had known bambi was dying I woud have come earlier
Principalpoop: who's a happy pappy?
Dexter Fong: Slank, short for slanket, the original blanket with sleeves
Merlyn: I need a sleeve job on this smallpox blanket, stat!
Dexter Fong: Not to be confused with "Snuggie" as seen on TV
Principalpoop: slash for slunkers
Dexter Fong: Merlyn sir, I believe Sleeves has his day off today
Principalpoop: show me yours first M
Dexter Fong: He's off with Snuggie, the cook for a nice stroll on HAMPSTEAD Heath
Merlyn: two guys walk into a heath bar
Dexter Fong: i think the yard caught the Heath SLASHER LAST WEEK
Merlyn: and then snickered
llanwydd: who is?
Dexter Fong: I saw it somewhere in capital letters
Principalpoop: does butter finger fit in there somewhere M?
llanwydd: catherwood, get me a hampstead heath bar
||||||||| Catherwood gets llanwydd a hampstead heath bar.
Dexter Fong: Poop: Like Marlon Brando in Last Tango in Paris?
Principalpoop: are you curious? yellow
Dexter Fong: Code Blue, poop, Code Blue
Merlyn: the yellow sub-mariner
Dexter Fong: He was claustrophobic
llanwydd: what color is it really?
Principalpoop: how come aquaman and submariner did not hang out together?
llanwydd: because you can't really hang out in water
Principalpoop: What color do you want it to be llan?
Merlyn: aquaman was obviously blue
Dexter Fong: It's not one color, depends on what wave length of light you're viewing it in
Merlyn: sort of a blue-green
Merlyn: the Green Arrow quit when he realized he was just a traffic signal
Dexter Fong: Perhpas this lovely Teal, nudge nudge
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: I hear Speedy got pulled over
Dexter Fong: Fates of Super heroes
Merlyn: they dissolved him in water! I saw it in an Alka-Seltzer ad
Dexter Fong: Green Lantern run over when mistaken for a bouy
Principalpoop: his last word, pop pop fizz fizz, oh what a relief it is
Merlyn: Green Lantern was afraid of school buses
Dexter Fong: Batman felled by Rabies
Merlyn: daily show coming on, see youse guys next week
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: night M
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 11:01 PM.
llanwydd: nite M
Principalpoop: i will punt too, ciao
||||||||| At 11:01 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Principalpoop!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Me two, andpark a car
llanwydd: I guess I missed a lot of the regulars tonight didn't I?
llanwydd: I'll be going too. Next week.
Dexter Fong: Night llan, come earlier next time =))
Dexter Fong: Prety sparsely populated tonight
Dexter Fong: And a special good night to FB
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 11:58 PM -- HannibalLectween left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| RedPillTweeny enters at 2:14 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| It's 2:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah,clem
Bambi
cease
Dexter Fong
Firebroiled
HannibalLectween
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
Otto Yamamoto
Principalpoop URL References:
www.cniradio.com
http://www.flickr.com/photos/otto-yamamoto/

Rogues' Gallery:

PP and Cat(cease)	Bunnyboy	kend^/Dr. Headphones
Merlyn and Tirebiter	DocTech	LiliLamont
FreqMan	Rotonoto	LeatherG & SO
Nin0	Tonk	Ah, Clem and Bambi
Compañero Señor Yämamoto	Dexter Fong	Elayne
Bubba's Brain	Bightrethighrehighre	Boney
llanwydd	Tween	Porgie
Bob D Caterino	Dave & Katie	klokwkdog 404 - Not Found, Not Forgotten
Peggy Blisswhips	Audrey Farber	Tiny Dr. Tim Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"