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 | pokey [email] said at 3:37 PM 10-28-2003:
I will forever picture josh's penis like this. |
 | milky [email] said at 5:40 PM 10-28-2003:
Is that a Keith Haring flying penis with a Bill Murray head covering the goods? |
Ricktify said at 10:52 AM 10-29-2003:
The heads are that of Slobodan Milosevic, former head of Yugoslavia. |
Bryan said at 5:58 PM 10-28-2003:
I think this is my fave hacked post |
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| pokey [email] said at 6:20 PM 10-28-2003:
Mine, too. |
mr23 said at 6:26 PM 10-28-2003:
This image is so Seth. Well, not Seth exactly, but the kind of thing he would gleefully encourage the kids at camp to create, and then animate, and then show to their parents...
Then he would giggle and wave his hands just like his head is doing, and say "That's crazy man! What's going on with all that? Where do you guys get this stuff? What's going on?"
Then he would play quake and hit on the 14 year old girls.
I actually thought he might be part of the hack, if it was an inside job...mostly because I'm an uncharitable person that way. |
 | seth [email] said at 3:44 AM 10-29-2003:
Haha. Besides this not being true, the kids all had a great time; thats what mattered. Besides, I kicked your ass at your own card game. Should give me freak rights or somethin. |
mr23 said at 4:10 AM 10-29-2003:
Card game? Egyptian Rats Crew? I don't remember! You can have "freak rights," as long as you tell me what that means. But don't say it ain't true--ooh ooh girl, you know it's true.
Oh, and a lot of those kids did not have a great time--quite the opposite, but that wasn't your fault. |
 | Bendependent [email] said at 5:44 AM 10-29-2003:
please don't argue in front of taia and amy...
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mr23 said at 1:36 PM 10-29-2003:
After everything Taia and Amy did in front of the kids, not to mention me, arguing is the least of the things I'd like to do in front of them. Among these would be re-enacting the tunnel scene in "Sneakers":
Shooting a defenseless russian embassador with a gun with their fingerprints on it and dropping it with a bemused "oops" expression.
How do bad people convince themselves that they are good leaders? good caretakers for children? |
 | brandon [email] said at 9:51 AM 10-29-2003:
That's Egyptian Rat Screw |
mr23 said at 11:16 AM 10-29-2003:
I have most often seen it referred to as Egyptian Ratscrew, one word, and I prefer to think of a lively group of naval rattus rattus, chittering and fretting their whiskers as they sail towards Osiris...
As opposed to Imhotep cornholing a tiny squeaking handful of fur clutched in his decaying hand.
It should be mentioned that I have never liked you, brandon. I have never wanted to like you. I have never regretted not liking you. But we had fun in chemistry class, and boy, wasn't Mrs. Colley a knock-out? Anyway, have a good summer and I'll see you next year.
BFF, u-no-hu. |
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| brandon [email] said at 11:56 AM 10-29-2003:
The sentiments are returned, twofold, monsieur.
Part of the allure of Egyptian Rat Screw is inextricably caught up in having some sweaty palmed, math-nerd girl, who was splayed out on the carpet in her parents bedroom, whipping a deck of cards seemingly out of her Umbros and queruluously, with the slightest hint of terrified flirtation, asking if you knew how to play Egyptian Rat Screw and if you didn't, you'd be more than happy to teach you, emphasis on the screw. There's nothing like getting 52 lip strokes from face straught out of Maus on top of the
Chem with her was the best. Remember when you declared that your principled anarcho-fascist values prohibited you from adhereing to the stable octet rule?
Remember when I begged you to sign my yearbook, and you were like "meet me in the men's room, I don't want anyone else to see me signing it."
And then you were like: "I'm only going to sign it with a 5 cent bic pen and only with my pants around my ankles, cause that's how mussolini woulda' done it"
I used to look up to you, mr23, what happened? |
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| brandon [email] said at 12:17 PM 10-29-2003:
sorry, "from a face straight out of Maus, on top of what used to be 52 place holders for ERS." |
Rinaldi said at 10:49 PM 10-29-2003:
Words should represent, with the greatest exactitude, things as they exist in reality; words should not be used as cheap band music. No encore, please. The halcion days are long past. Find a fucking voice. |
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| brandon [email] said at 11:21 AM 10-30-2003:
But, Rinaldi -- may I call you Ren -- Ren, words all fail the magic prize. You're a Saussure devotee in a cyborg world. It's charming and quaint, but, find your own fucking voice. Oh, and it's "Halcyon" "h-a-l-c-Y-o-n" |
Rinaldi said at 12:12 PM 10-30-2003:
thats better! LOL |
Rinaldi said at 12:19 PM 10-30-2003:
i thought you would like my pharmocological play on werds. I just cant please you! |
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| brandon [email] said at 12:32 PM 10-30-2003:
ha, totally went over my head. I'm not up on the pharmacon. |
mr23 said at 12:19 PM 10-29-2003:
The Stable Octet rule was nothing compared to my anti-heirarchical critique of Mr. Chu's Fiefdom metaphor for the electron bonding layers...And the allure of a "sweaty palmed, math-nerd girl, splayed out on the carpet in her parents bedroom" had nothing to do with cards...maybe something to do with whipping, though.
And cornhole or no, you know I always used a fountain pen and the good dutch crayons with you, B-boy. Don't look back in anger. |
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| milky [email] said at 1:04 PM 10-29-2003:
write some cool sci-fi instead of this abck and forth imaginary queerboy rat screw shit. |
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| brandon [email] said at 1:10 PM 10-29-2003:
queerboys need loving too, even if it's just masterbation. |
 | josh [email] said at 12:14 AM 10-30-2003:
MILKY. I AM TIRED OF YOU DECLARING PEOPLE TO BE BRANDON. MR23 IS MY FRIEND JAKE. |
myriam said at 2:15 AM 10-30-2003:
I'm so confused... |
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| josh [email] said at 9:36 AM 10-30-2003:
Mr23 is my friend Jake. He taught camp with me and Ben. He is not Brandon, unless Brandon is WAY, WAY more resourceful than any of us could have realized. |
Bryan said at 10:12 AM 10-30-2003:
I believe "Brandon" to be a conglomerate of authors, much like some view "Shakespeare".
"Brandon" is these people:
1. Anthony Hopkins
2. Maya Angelou
3. Alan Greenspan
4. Henry Kissinger
5. Henry Winkler
6. An unknown Rockefeller
7. The Gettys
8. The Rothschilds
9. Coloner Sanders before he went tits-up
10. Bernie Ecclestone |
Rinaldi said at 12:15 PM 10-30-2003:
brandon is an amalgam of everything he has ever read. he's also the last unicorn. maybe even the last great tragic epic hero before the end of the world. he might be a sign. he might be death. i dunno. he might be drunk at work again. |
myriam said at 11:39 AM 10-30-2003:
wow... there are two people as obnoxious as needlessly verbose as brandon is?! |
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| milky [email] said at 7:39 AM 10-30-2003:
BOO! HISS! |
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| josh [email] said at 12:16 PM 10-30-2003:
Booing doesn't change the fact that Mr23 is better known as Jake Wasserman, resident of California, personal friend of Ben, Seth and I. |
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| milky [email] said at 12:21 PM 10-30-2003:
Dude, I wasn't even talking to you or your close, personal friend Jake. I was lobbing pancakes at brandon for kicks. I don't know Jake. I've never responded to "Mr23" as he were Jake. So BOO! HISS! |
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| josh [email] said at 12:29 PM 10-30-2003:
Actually, "BOO! HISS!" was a response to comment #82388. This is my comment.
So, yes, you were talking to me. |
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| milky [email] said at 12:33 PM 10-30-2003:
BOO! HISS! |
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| josh [email] said at 12:33 PM 10-30-2003:
You also did indeed respond to Jake above. With "BORING".
And this is what I'm getting at. You often assume someone who is messing with Brandon is actually just Brandon, when, in reality, they are almost always a real reader of Killoggs. You can just click the [ip: logged] button to see if it's brandon.
The tool is there for you to use! |
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| milky [email] said at 12:41 PM 10-30-2003:
I know, but this is all in cartoonish fun. Someone has to be the "Homer." Someone who, without tact, yells out stuff like he has a disorder or is watching TV. Killoggs is where I get to play and be crude and laugh and joke and fool around in the men's room. If you would see how boring my days and evenings are you'd get it. Killoggs is like a puppet show sometimes...and you can boo and hiss puppets! Anyway, what the effyouseekay was I talking about. Oh, right, puppets. When's the last time anyone has seen a really good puppet show. I haven't seen a good one since the Helltones/Jef Comedy Jam, which was a long time ago. I was laughing a talking carton. |
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| josh [email] said at 1:09 PM 10-30-2003:
Well, okay... As long as you know that you CAN check, I guess that's all I wanted to get across. I thought you weren't realizing that you could find out with the IP button. |
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| milky [email] said at 1:13 PM 10-30-2003:
No, I know that. That feature has been around for a year, I think. I know I'm not making any sense today, or yesterday, but that's the feeling I got and I'm running with it. |
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| brandon [email] said at 12:43 PM 10-30-2003:
Look the truth of the matter is as follows. Killoggs is Josh and Ben's house, it's the eletronic version of the dirt-farm. I'm the dirt-farm's electronic dog. I figure the real-life version is Sonny. But, on-line, I'm the mangy thing that sniffs everyone's crotch and flips over on its back for a tummy-rub. Some people like to scratch behind my ears, some people like to harass me into biting that nasty towel and then they laugh as I shake my head back and forth trying to wrest it out of their hands.
Eventually, everyone stops fucking around with the dog and talks to the real guests. And then I spend the rest of my time scurrying around anonymously looking for scraps of food.
For the most part, everyone likes dogs, so for the most part they don't comment when I clear out the room with some nasty dog flatulence or chew up a shoe or pee on someone's leg.
I'm the killoggs dog, that's what dogs do. Like, I said if people want real conversation they talk to real people. When they talk to me, in the back of my retarded kitten head, I know that it's dog-talk from people.
Nobody's feelings are hurt and as a dog, I've forgotten within 5-10 minutes, anyway. |
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| milky [email] said at 12:58 PM 10-30-2003:
So I guess I gotta stop trying to give other people your bone. I got it now.
I'm a cat person. |
Rinaldi said at 1:08 PM 10-30-2003:
this is the point, i suppose, as it plays itself out over and over again, where self depreciating sentiments flow flow flow, and it just becomes unbearable to read. THE FUTURE HOLDS NOTHING BUT CONFRONTATION, according to public enemy. If we had a naked muslim section, i bet you guys would be driven to fight instead of placating one another. Boo Hiss. |
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| milky [email] said at 1:10 PM 10-30-2003:
You use big words. I want to talk about puppets. |
Randy [ url ]
said at 1:15 PM 10-30-2003:
I can't talk about puppet shows, but I saw Kid Koala last night. He had your boy Jester with him too.
It was a multimedia show, with animated films and slides and a bingo game and all sorts of fun stuff.
It was most excellent. |
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| milky [email] said at 1:18 PM 10-30-2003:
I feel horrible. I've never seen either of them. It's like you have a rare copy of Kevin Shields's MBV outttakes and you give me only one, 30 sec sample... |
Randy [ url ]
said at 1:21 PM 10-30-2003:
I also bought Nufonia Must Fall and got Kid Koala to sign it.
He's a genius, you know. He took credit cards at his merch table. That's PURE genius! And the stuff was very fairly priced. I think the book's retail price is $25, but I got it for $20.
You should see if the tour's coming your way. If it is, you REALLY should see it. It was amazing. |
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| milky [email] said at 5:36 PM 10-30-2003:
I got a copy of his CD book combo. But mine came with a signed crayon drawing. Turntablelab had a special deal. I don't think that tour is coming anywhere near here, although I should e-mail Jester 'cause I'm sure he'd lemme know.... |
Randy [ url ]
said at 11:06 PM 10-30-2003:
At one point during Kid Koala's set (he had P-Love & Jester playing with him for a good bit of it), he offered the crowd free hugs from DJ Jester, and so Jester went out into the crowd and gave a hug to whoever wanted one. |
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| milky [email] said at 7:34 AM 10-31-2003:
Mikey is a funny _little_ dude. |
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| brandon [email] said at 1:21 PM 10-30-2003:
Ren, you're swell. |
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| brandon [email] said at 1:06 PM 10-29-2003:
I have to make this short because of some fuckers who fucked up their fucking shit in CMC and now I'm low person on the ladder left to scoop.
ahem...
No, I don't remember your neo-keynesian send-up.
I do however, recall mumblings from the back bench about "marxist, pussy, electrons who tunnel, unlike the glorious neutron, who is not afraid to throw barricades across the pathways, and fight with muzzle-loaders clad in breech-clothes if need be." |
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| pokey [email] said at 1:15 AM 10-30-2003:
My friends n I called it Egyptian Rat Fuck, as did my boyfriend, who grew up in a different part of the country. |
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| seth [email] said at 10:26 PM 11-02-2003:
my santa cruz friends call it egyptian rat fuck. where u & your bf from? |
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| pokey [email] said at 11:03 PM 11-02-2003:
I learned it in Eugene, OR, he learned it in Minnesota. |
 | amanda [email] said at 2:42 AM 10-30-2003:
I've always known it as "Egyptian Rat Fuck."
The most memorable game involved a lit cigarette, a hand slapping on top of the lit cigarrette, and another hand slapping on top of the two other hands, locking them together (which produced an excellent burn).
I used to be more of a Speed fan, myself, though I can't remember how to play anymore.
I adore Farkle, but practically no one knows how to play. I loathe Euchre, and pray that it falls into the sea and becomes irrelevant to Western society.
Then, I'd like Euchre to actually return and destroy Western Society. It's always cool when a card game destroys civilization. I think Euchre has the power. |
Bryan said at 9:05 AM 10-30-2003:
Wait, is the lit cigarette being held by a hand?
Euchre is cool. it just messes up a good party. |
myriam said at 11:16 PM 11-02-2003:
Euchre makes me want to kill people. Specifically the people I am playing with. Especially if they actually understand all the pointless complications and are frustrated with me for being a poor partner. The few times I've been roped into playing, I felt like the air in the room was being slowly sucked out, creating negative pressure that gave me a headache and worried me that the room was slowly imploding around the epicenter of Euchre.
On the other hand, I used to love Speed. And a variant of it called "Spit." Anyone else play that? I wish I could remember/find the rules... |
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| seth [email] said at 10:22 PM 11-02-2003:
Nah, it was Jinn or Rummy or some shit.
I don't really remember either.
Freak Rights - simply the right to be a freak and still be respected, I guess... If I had to make a list, I'd include chugging chocolate syrup while teaching, discliplining the kids by taking them jogging to albertsons at 1am and having oreo eating competitions.
Oh, and skateboarding in front of all the kids who aren't allowed to.
haha, yea. |
mr23 said at 11:33 PM 11-02-2003:
It could have been gin rummy--I do like that game a lot, but I'm only so-so at it. Anyway, beating me at a card game does not give you the right to flirt inappropriately with underage girls who are in your legal custody. That's freaky, but you have no right to do it.
And taking kids on dangerous late night excursions is also freaky, if by freaky you mean dangerous, stupid, and negligent. You're a nice guy, Seth, but you did all of the above, and lied to me about it. And there's not much I can respect about that. |
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| brandon [email] said at 11:39 PM 11-02-2003:
He's right, Seth. That's why I left the teaching profession. I've also got a collar that barks a terse warning to passersby if I linger more than a few minutes near certain GPS established school zones. |
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| seth [email] said at 1:48 AM 11-04-2003:
I never flirted with them!
If so, then I flirted with the boys too. I wanted to talk to Lisa alone because I saw her crying when Taia was yelling at her, and she had talked to me about it later... her parents were going through similar things to mine right before my dad died of cancer and I wanted to share that story with her to give her some perspective on her current situation with family. Perhaps that wasn't my role as a "child supervisor" or "councelor" or whatever, but that role was never spelled out for me. I was trying to make her camp experience better; the yelling and screaming she got from Taia did nothing but destroy her self-image and make her hate having come to camp in the first place. I never flirted with her, but because I want to talk to her privately, Taia chewed me out about wanting to hook up with the girls... I dunno, maybe she went to Taia and felt like I was... but I really wasn't, I was concerned for her.
Late night jogging: There was nothing dangerous about it.
And I never lied to you about anything.
What are you talking about?
If there's one thing I value more than anything, its honesty. |
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| seth [email] said at 1:58 AM 11-04-2003:
oh, also, there were a few girls that flirted with me; I'm sure you've had the same. Do you turn your back on them? I didn't really know how to handle it except to smile and joke about it or tease them.
I called that one girl "frizz head", perhaps you consider that flirting?
I had nicknames for the guys too. |
Jake said at 12:05 AM 11-03-2003:
In honor of Brandon agreeing with me, and since Josh outed me above while proving I'm not Brandon, I 've decided to lay aside my AKA, and post under my given name.
Brandon is agreeing with me, isn't he? |
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| amanda [email] said at 1:55 AM 11-04-2003:
Speed used to be my favourite card game. I've been trying to remember the rules for ages. I've never thought of looking for the rules online, though.
Ooo! Maybe there is computer version of Speed to be had! I shall research...hurrah for insomnia!
...and remember to DESTROY S1SK! | |
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