Weekly Firesign Chat Log

A Firesign Chat
09/11/2003

Archive

||||||||| 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 September 11, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:25 PM and CharlesThroat steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
CharlesThroat: back later ;)
||||||||| It's 8:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| CharlesThroat - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 Curtis Le May Yamamoto disembarks at 8:55 PM.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:58 PM and Merlyn steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Curtis Le May Yamamoto: Meryl
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 11, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Curtis Le May Yamamoto: ?
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Merlyn - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| klokwkdog-gone slow sneaks in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Curtis Le May Yamamoto: Not much progress here
Curtis Le May Yamamoto: Refresh rate sux, brb
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Toyko Rose Yamamoto', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:11 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Good evening American GI, all yr Gurlfriends are back home being unfaithful
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's klokwkdog glacial, just back from Billville."
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:15 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: This is awful, can't yr amrican monkey prez do better
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bambi inside, makes a note of the time (9:15 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: can anyone hear me? Powdered ToasTman, pls respond
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Friends
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: ha
||||||||| "9:17 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Toyko Rose Yamamoto, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Toyko Rose Yamamoto close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:18 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:19 PM, dragging klokwkdog aaaagh! by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: I miss IRC
Dexter Fong: Is any one else having problems with the refresh rate......like it doesn't for maybe a minute or so , than all atonce?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: It's fickery
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| klokwkdog aaaagh! - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| klokwkdog-gone slow - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Curtis Le May Yamamoto - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: The problem's not in the piules or my piles
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: or Gomer's Pyles
||||||||| Lefty Pyrite enters at 9:22 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| klokwkdog something are bad worng waltzes in at 9:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:27 PM and late as usual, it's The Real Dexter Fong, just back from Billville."
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Hellooooooooooooo
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Going to be an intersting log this week
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: "Everybody's talking at me, I cant hear a word they're saying, only the echoes of my mind"
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: or such
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| The Real Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| klokwkdog something are bad worng - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| klokwkdog glacial - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:30 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Cat?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Can you hear me?
||||||||| Merlyn waltzes in at 9:31 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Tomme Can you see me?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Tommy Can yo feel me?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Yamamoto can nyou type?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: ??????
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:33 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from Billville."
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: if anyone can haer me IM schnauzer666 on Yahoo
Dexter Fong: Yah!!!!!!!!!!phtt!!!!!!!!!!!!!
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'CS', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:36 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: No?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Yes?
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Catherwood snorted all the cocaine
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:39 PM, dragging klokwkdog this is so not funny by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Klok?
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Lefty Pyrite - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: This is like bad standup
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: They come in, and die...
||||||||| Dave enters at 9:44 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Goronzolla Yamamoto enters at 9:44 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Goronzolla Yamamoto: Hello me
||||||||| klokwkdog this is WAY so not funny enters at 9:45 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: I can hear me
||||||||| Dr. Headphones sneaks in around 9:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: Hellooooooooo
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: I can see you all
Toyko Rose Yamamoto waves wildly, jumping up and down
Toyko Rose Yamamoto: bah, I'll try later
||||||||| "Hey Toyko Rose Yamamoto!" ... Toyko Rose Yamamoto turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:48 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Merlyn - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| CS - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| klokwkdog this is so not funny - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts llanwydd in through the front door at 9:50 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
llanwydd: evenin folks
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:51 PM and late as usual, it's klokwkdog Yam-we-cant-type-back!, just back from Billville."
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:52 PM and Peking Duck Yamamoto steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Outside, the 9:52 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dr. Headphones II coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Hullo?
llanwydd: something strange is going on here
Peking Duck Yamamoto: No kidding
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Yr the first person that can type back
Peking Duck Yamamoto: I've been wasting precious cleverness
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:53 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| 9:53 PM: klokwkdog RoachMotelMode-we-cant-type-msgs jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Vital for a strong defence
llanwydd: well, I got here from Yahoo! try that, folks
Peking Duck Yamamoto: How?
llanwydd: go to the Yahoo search engine and type in firesign chat
||||||||| 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 Fast and Loose Yamamoto disembarks at 9:55 PM.
Fast and Loose Yamamoto: Okay
llanwydd: I could be wrong
Fast and Loose Yamamoto: Did it
Peking Duck Yamamoto: You may be
Fast and Loose Yamamoto: I can talk to me
Peking Duck Yamamoto: and you
Dexter Fong: Dexter Fong Back from the dead but not quite in the land of the living
Fast and Loose Yamamoto: But not anybody else
||||||||| "9:57 PM? 9:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Merlyn should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Merlyn enters and sits on the couch.
Fast and Loose Yamamoto: Aha
llanwydd: I hope everybody didn't give up
Fast and Loose Yamamoto: e Mud is enjoying it
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:57 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Fast and Loose Yamamoto by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Okay
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Bums Rush, how appropriate
llanwydd: Rush is a bum!
Peking Duck Yamamoto: that goes w/o saying
Peking Duck Yamamoto: But ya said it anyway
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Bush is a Rum
llanwydd: Bum is a rush!
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dr. Headphones II - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| klokwkdog Yam-we-cant-type-back! - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Dave - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Goronzolla Yamamoto - dead from The Plague
||||||||| klokwkdog this is WAY so not funny - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Dr. Headphones - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Ha!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:00 PM, dragging klokwkdog near-overcome-with-mud-d&d-et-al by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Maybe Osama bip Loading crashed into the server
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Hello Clock
Peking Duck Yamamoto waves like a madman
llanwydd: Osaba Balaba or whatever they call him
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Babalu?
Merlyn: I don't know why the system is slow, I don't think it's the chat software...
llanwydd: and him too
Peking Duck Yamamoto: OMG: Biploadin is REALLY Ricky Ricardo!
llanwydd: I thought he looked familiar
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Jesus now that's a strech
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Musta been a rubber game
llanwydd: Lucy! Lucy!
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Rickeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!WAAAAAAAAAH
llanwydd: I play at the Tropicana Casbah tonight
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Rock The Casbah, Dood
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Well the refresh has stopped flicking
||||||||| Catherwood leads Herbert Stool inside, makes a note of the time (10:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Peking Duck Yamamoto: But the lag is awful
llanwydd: Osaba Balaba is still after us apparently
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Herb ya gotta YELL REAL LOUD tonite
Peking Duck Yamamoto: He is?
Peking Duck Yamamoto: He wants our goats and chickens
llanwydd: Hi Herb. You related to Woodrow?
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Wilson?
Peking Duck Yamamoto: So he's osabab babalu now?
llanwydd: It's just a matter of time before someone comes in who can post
Peking Duck Yamamoto: We need to go to Santa Anita or Belmont
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| klokwkdog near-overcome-with-mud-d&d-et-al - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| klokwkdog RoachMotelMode-we-cant-type-msgs - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Merlyn - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Peking Duck Yamamoto: Front! $2 on Monkey's Uncle!
Peking Duck Yamamoto: well...
Peking Duck Yamamoto: this is too jüted
Peking Duck Yamamoto: so laters
llanwydd: nite yammie
llanwydd: Know what you could do, herb. Go back out and post a message as your log-on name
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Peking Duck Yamamoto - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Herbert Stool - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| 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:
CharlesThroat
Curtis Le May Yamamoto
Dexter Fong
Fast and Loose Yamamoto
Goronzolla Yamamoto
llanwydd
Merlyn
Peking Duck Yamamoto
Toyko Rose Yamamoto

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Rogue's Gallery:

PP and Cat(cease)	Bunnyboy	klokwkdog	kend^/Dr. Headphones
FreqMan	Merlyn LeRoy	DocTech	LiliLamont
Rotonoto	LeatherG & SO	Nin0	Tonk
		Dexter Fong	Elayne
And, "The Home Team"	Peggy Blisswhips	Audrey Farber	Tiny Dr. Tim Rest In Peace, Dear Friend