What the hell are you doing?

[Kenny]

Having just consumed a rather watery stew with pasta and the last of this week's baking effort (a particularly moreish lemon loaf), I'm having a cuppa in the office at 8.30pm on a Saturday night, writing my weekly review (a Hammond-based outfit featuring Ingrid Jensen), halfheartedly watching the footy and wishing Paul Desmond played for St Kilda. And very much looking forward to going home in a few hours' time. ;D

What the hell does this do?

AH - THIS ONE LOOKS LIKE FUN!

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NO MORE MESSING ABOUT - I'M SERIOUS!

Golly gosh - what fun!

John Howard At Bennetts Lane Shock!

[glow=red,2,300]WHERE ARE MY DRUGS? WHAT ARE MY DRUGS? WHAT ARE DRUGS?[/glow]

[shadow=red,left,300]DRUGS ARE THE MEANING OF LIFE.[/shadow]

BLOODY HELL - THIS A VERY STRANGE TRIP!

NO, NO, NO - I WON'T WEAR RESTRAINTS!

mummy, mummy i'm sorry please don't turn on the tv i like the quiet quite nicely when will it be morning

[Kenny]

Actually, this reminds of one of those carry-okey thingies you see in Chinatown bars while stumbling around in the long, desolate hours between sets at Bennetts Lane ...

(Ahem) ... Somewhere there's mew-sick, how high The Loon?

[isaacs]

Kenny discovers things webmaster didn't know existed

[vic ki]

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You guys should stop[glow=red,2,300]TEXT[/glow] SHOWING OFF [glow=red,2,300]TEXT[/glow]now I've got a headache - that is such a boy thing doing all that flashy posting stuff. i wish i knew how

by the way - what am I doing - trying to get the cat+++ off the monitor. (see those +++ THAT WAS HImTEXT