TODAY I PHONED ROBB SHERWIN!

[Lex]

BATTTTTTTREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE RAPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!!!!


It cost me £5, which is, I dunno, $200, just to connect. We did it from a BT phonebooth, did Phruit and I, and contacted a rabid little hamster on Atomic Mouse Pills. Seriously, this guy talks the was Prince fucks; never stopping for consideration of his verbal partner. I have come to a conclusion:

Americans only speak to fill up the contrevening space between their counterparts statements. I cannot remember a thing he said. Nor can Phruitcake. He is rocking back and forward, caught like an Audrey Hepburn record after you've jizzed on the thing the 50th time you've heard her say "How Kind of you to Let Me Come". Man, I like Audrey Hep--

Wait, where were we? Oh, yeah, what the hell did you say, Robb? Phruitcake's brain is really stinging, you should tell him what you said. Up here, where the weather is so cold, we tend to converse in a more energy-efficient way.

My little doods will whip your little d00ds at LSN.

[Phruitcake]

Whao....










........wait no........

Whoa.

[Ice Cream Jonsey]

I remember stating that LSN was partially a game about strategy, but mostly a game about lies.

I remember asking Phruitcake if it were past 8:00pm yet and if so, if that were the sole exclusive reason why he was awake.

I remember expressing shock that Lex spoke with Dayna before he ever did me. It... it just didn't seem right.

And I remember laughing at what Lex said. Look, look, I am far too scatterbrained and foolish to remember any more detail than that.

I have decided that when people speak in a Scottish accent, it sounds like they are baiting me. This might be because they are usually baiting me.

[gsdgsd]

I phoned Robb today, too. It must be an excellent thing, to be Robb today.

[Lex]

Phruitcake was not baiting you.

Well, that was fun.

Dayna sounds like a zombie from Silent Hill 2, which is horrific, yet satisfying.

[Ice Cream Jonsey]

I have talked to five people who have called this BBS today... and it's not even beer thirty yet!

(You know, when I really, ah, start with the phone calls. For what it's worth, when I called Roody, Gerrit and Bruce that one night, I also called Danzaland's cell phone. He was at his bachelor party. I did manage to wake his fiance up. I forgot all about this until I went to Rochester for his wedding, where my substandard call practices were mentioned... by said then-fiance.)

[RobB's Ex-Girlfriends]

Seriously, this guy talks the was Prince fucks; never stopping for consideration of his verbal partner.

no, no... He fucks that way too. >:(

[Worm]

Seriously, this guy talks the was Prince fucks; never stopping for consideration of his verbal partner.

no, no... He fucks that way too. >:(

OHHHHHHHH SNAP!

[Lex]

Does Dayna still have that nurse' uniform? I'm jes askin'.

If you could ask her to wear it next time I call, that'd be cool.

[bruce]

I have talked to five people who have called this BBS today... and it's not even beer thirty yet!

Six, motherfucker. SIX.

Bruce

[Ice Cream Jonsey]

SIX.... now six, as of Bruce's posting.

[JC Stalker Detection]

Stalkers... DETECTED!

Whoa!

First, a "friendly" phone call. But, what's next? Gonna fellow Jonsey and his crew into the Sizzler?

Remember to keep a close eye on him. For instance - what is he drinking? If you're going to properly stalk Jonsey, you should know this. Did he eat all his onion rings? What did he dip them in? Did he use steak sauce? What kind of tip did he leave? Do you think any of the people that will be with him at the Sizzler have a similiar body structure to you so you could easily crop their head off in a picture and replace it with your own so you can post it here? That would be awesome.