Alan: *makes a mental note to not touch your table or desk with bare hands*
nukeade: Well, not this desk. My computer is here. My one at school.
nukeade: I don’t want a girl to get my data wet.
nukeade: I’d be like, “Bitch, that had better be fluorinert you’re secreting.”
nukeade: That’s right. And if there was a girl who secreted fluorinert, I’d turn her on and submerge a computer in her fluids.
nukeade: Then dump her, because I bet it doesn’t taste very good.
Alan: youre trapped, mwahaha
Alan: *puts you in a room with nothing but piles of mashed potatoes*
werftspeed: lol
werftspeed: It’s like auger for Everett.
Alan: what, youre going to bud now?
Alan: and im going to come back and find a room full of everetts?
werftspeed: You betcha, and there’ll finally be more of me to go around.
werftspeed: We’re going to need a lot of rootbeer.
gregh1983: Hm. Spam e-mail title: “Thank you, we are accepting your debt request.”
Alan: “Would you like to help me fall into debt?”
gregh1983: “Please please please take away more money than I have. I’ll even fill out an application for it.”
gregh1983: Actually, that sounds a lot like college.
*Alan ties a CtFwS armband around adrake’s head over his eyes
adrake: This is the world’s worst blindfold.
glisson: I can think of worse. Saran wrap.
teisenbe: Saran wrap is a good blindfold. They stop seeing after a while.
Later…
scorri: I just got the saran wrap. Bad teisenbe. No killing.
Margaret: teisenbe, I have to agree with scorri here. You’re not allowed to kill people unless I tell you you can.
Alan: I AM ANGRY GRRRR
nukeade: OBVIOUSLY!
Alan: YOUR SUSHI MADE ME POOP WORMS GRRRR
Alan: WORMY WORM WORMS
nukeade: OMG COOL!
Alan: What is happening?
Zeke: That’s what she said
Alan: All night long
Zeke: You’d think she’d figure out what’s happening after that
Alan: What (homework) problem you working on?
Keith: n
Alan: Where n is small?
Keith: No, where n is irrational.
(From Delancey Restaurant, right next to Sharon’s apartment complex)
Mark: Should we take the Muni to Sharon’s?
Alan: No, let’s take the BART to SFO and fly to Oakland and take the BART to Embarcadero and Muni here.
Mark: No, take the BART to San Francisco airport and the bus back up.
Ian: You can rent a car and drive into the water.
Alan: Babies! Big babies! Well, I guess they’re actually not big.
Mark: By definition they’re small.
Alan: Depends what you’re comparing them to.
Mark: I was comparing them to things bigger than babies.
Alan: I was comparing them to plankton.
Mark: I don’t know, I’ve seen some pretty big plankton.
Alan: Did Tim throw his phone at you?
Ian: No, it’s some sort of plastic thing. It looks like part of a teletubby. Oh, were you a teletubby? Is this part of your costume? Alan, do you want to be a teletubby in the future?