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HalfWitt: I suppose I should go and actually do some work while I'm here...
Cynthia: Work? What's work? I know nothing of this "work".
HalfWitt: Besides, now I only have two hours left!
HalfWitt: Cynth: Niether do I! I just pretend like I know what I'm doing.
gremlinn: He means wrok.
Cynthia: Wrok. Oh.
HalfWitt: Work, wrok, wreck, whichever.

Brunnen_G: My theory is, why should I pay hundreds of dollars for some weird machine, when for the same price I can join a gym and use DOZENS of weird machines, PLUS my choice of two giant heated swimming pools, either of which is forty times the size of my entire house, PLUS two saunas, a steam room, and a spa pool?
Brunnen_G: All this, and the obvious fact that there are hot guys at the gym whereas there are none in my living room.
Brunnen_G: "Gym membership: $200. Sexy lycra workout gear: $100. Finding out every guy at the gym is gay: Priceless."
Brunnen_G: "For everything else there's Visa."
Brunnen_G: You know I'm lying. I never wore sexy lycra stuff in my whole life and I ain't starting now.
Dave: DAMN

Sundragyn: Age is a poor determinate of maturity anyway.
Rabbitlord: Sun: It sure is. Just look at Dave.

* Cynthia high-fives Sosi~!
Cynthia: * -~
Cynthia: MAKE TEH TYPOPO DEMONS GO AWAY
* Sosiqui smacks the single typopo demon that's hanging onto Cynthia's leg on his little flying monkey butt. Bad.

This defies all explanation. But it's HILARIOUS. Trust me. It is.
ohmygodit has entered.
* ohmygodit'shideous.fool
ohmygodit has left.

ahmoacah: I love it when the people who wrote one of the first like 100 web pages get spam that says, "Do you want to have a website?"
ahmoacah: Those spammers hadn't even pooped their diapers of Internet scumminess when we had a web site.

Faux_Pas: Don't you people read the forum?
Dave: Faux_Pas: No. Do you?
Faux_Pas: Dave: I just look to see if anyone posted some Star Trek slash fiction.
Dave: Faux_Pas: I just like to see what things Sam has randomly deleted, and try to make logical sense out of his fascism.
samhael: Dave: there is no logical sense in fascism.
RinkChat: User Dave has been kicked from the room by Sam.
RinkChat: User samhael has been kicked from the room by Sam.
Dave has left.
samhael has left.
Sam: KINDLY EATS BAGS OF SHOT UP
Sam: Wait.
Sam: /unkick samhael
Sam: I read that as "sense in HIS fascism"
samhael has entered.
Sam: Blah.
Sam: Sorry.
Faux_Pas: Wow. Sam was wrong.
RinkChat: User Sam has been kicked from the room by Sam.
DemanusFlint: Ach!
ahmoacah: /unkick must suck people back into the room.
* Cynthia's universe crumbles.
Sam has left.
* DemanusFlint's bubble is burst. Neither Sam or Wes are all-knowing.
Ria: DF: Sorry, but no human is all-knowing.
Faux_Pas: I knew that.
DemanusFlint: WES AND SAM ARE HUMAN?!?!?!?!?!
Sam has entered.
ahmoacah: I dunno about Wes, but Sam looks human.
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Rivikah: I always kinda thought Wes was subhuman...
Sam: And, yeah, let's not lump me together with Wes if at all possible.
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Dave has entered.
Dave: Well, at least I finally got his attention.
Sam: I need food.
Dave: Sam: First, explain percentages to me.
Dave: Sam: Make sure you use the word "elucidate", too.
Sam: Dave: To elucidate percentages, I will explain:
Sam: Dave: Percentages are used to provide a handy illustration of a ratio. For example, if you have 15% of something, that means that not only are you failing, but you're failing dismally. This is why teachers often hand back exams face down. So people don't see that you got a 15% and laugh.

From a Winter Olympics discussion:
Dave: Sam: THAT NORWEGIAN WAS SUPPOSED TO FALL SO THE GUY FROM NEW HAMPSHIRE COULD WIN
Sam: Dave: NO KIDDING BUT BODE WAS LUCKY TO GET THE SILVER.
Sam: AND I AM NOT SAM
Stephen: Sam: Who are you then?
* Sam is Leen.
Dave: Sam: THEN STOP SAYING YOU'RE SAM BY PREFACING EVERYTHING YOUS AY WITH "SAM: "
Stephen: Leen: Huh. How'd you do that RinkUnion thing then?
Stephen: Because you totally looked like two people.
Sam: I CANT HELP IT SAM IS ON MY COMPUTER

From AIM, but still entirely worthy of being enshrined here:
Sosiqui: Heh. I'm reading my school newspaper's online thing... "Colors flashed at Mardi Gras!" Like that was all that was flashed. :P

Rabbitlord: A long sentence, however, can be a delicately crafted work of art in the way it flows, with ease and grace, across the page, the way it moves in great billowing waves of words and firmly imprints its meaning in the mind of the reader, its carefully balanced rhythm and tone, and last, but not least, its wonderful ability to make you drop the book, fall asleep with your face in it, and wake up stuck to the pages with a thin film of saliva.

This took place right after my Valentine's Day weekend RinkMeeting with the Grishnys. Curse you regular ops and your red text. ;)
Grishny has entered.
Sosiqui: Grishny, meeter of (O.O)
Sosiqui: < >(O.O)
Sosiqui: They're shaking hands, see? Awww.
Sosiqui: Although Cynthia's hand apparently comes from her ear.
* mamday saw Grishny does not equal Cynthia. That's what a semester of Visual basic does to you

* Sosiqui goes to become SWEATY and HOT and FIT and THIN and ACHY ALL OVER.
Sosiqui: Oh, and probably blistery. But I will be .
flyingcats: Have, er, fun.
Sosiqui: (I'm going to Aerobics class.) Bye!
Sosiqui has left.
Travholt: I didn't know Sosiqui was ascetic.

Bourne: I'm working my derriere off at the moment in the lab as I have to give a presentation on my project in 12 days and it would be good to have some sort of result.
Bourne: As opposed to standing up in front of the assembled academics and saying "so...since October, I've dissolved some things in other things and stirred them, causing a significant drain on your research budget. And I have nothing to show for it. So, do I get my degree now?"
Bourne: What gets me is that the number of titles for degrees is so limited. You've got Bachelor of Science, Master of Science (which I will be when I finish this year), and then straight into postgraduate study...I mean, why can't I do an extra 6 months of lectures in cloak-wearing and cackling skills so that I can be upgraded to "Dark Lord of Chemistry"?
Bourne: Yeah. You can stay on in the department with the provision of a badly-lit lab in the Northwest tower, a 4th year project student called "Igor" and a supply of limitless materials necessary to meet your research requirements of taking over the world at least twice a year.

teach: Curling is not about sport. It's about drinking after the game.

Zarniwoop: Luge is for mad people with a tea-tray fetish.
Zarniwoop: Double luge is for mad people with a tea-tray fetish and a need for companionship.
Dave: I'm sorry, but men's doubles luge might as well be called "two gay guys sledding". I can't even watch that.
Zarniwoop: Skeleton luge is for people who fell off and sustained brain damage during luge.
Faux_Pas: Men's double luge?
Dave: FP: Yes. It's two guys LAYING ON TOP OF EACH OTHER on a luge sled.
Faux_Pas: Dave: Well, as long as they have naked lesbian mud wrestling for the summer olympics...
Dave: FP: Ok, if they make that a sport I can deal with men's double luge.

ahmoacah: I never understood why Kirk would want to sleep with every alien that had bumps on its chest. Er, not sleep. Smooch and stuff. We don't get to see the "sleeping".
ahmoacah: I mean, what if it had bumps and wasn't... female.
Dave: HE'S WILLIAM forkING SHATNER THATS WHY
ahmoacah: NO HE'S JAMES spoonING KIRK
ahmoacah: Does WILLIAM cheeseknifeING SHATNER swagger on Iron Chef USA too?
Mia: You people are weird.
Mia: Especially you, Dave.
Dave: I AM NOT WEIRD
Dave: I AM WILLIAM forkING SHATNER

* Morris has a German class in which he made a Flash presentation (although not nearly as cool as Tom's Spanish thing). It's about a seventeen-year-old girl in some boring story we read. And apparently I didn't draw her very well, because everyone kept asking "Why is Jesus wearing a birthday hat?"

* DemanusFlint writes haikus: "One two three four five. / One two three four five six sev- / That won't work, will it?"

RinkChat: User Athaleon has been banned from RinkChat by Dave.
RinkChat: User Athaleon has been unbanned from RinkChat by Dave.
Dave: Whoops. I forgot to go to another room to do that.
Dave: Damn, he didn't even get kicked.
* Cynthia cracks up.
Dave: That's funny.
Brunnen_G: LOL. Too quick, Dave.
Dave: Oh well.
Athaleon: What... the heck?
Athaleon: Is subtle trickery afoot?
Brunnen_G: I don't think we ever go quite as far as subtlety in here.
flyingcats: No, it's a.fool.
Dave: It doesn't look very subtle to me.
Cynthia: What's subtlety?
Athaleon: But... he banned me and I didn't leave.
Brunnen_G: You're obviously immune to it by now.
Dave: Yeah, because apparently I unbanned you too quickly.
Brunnen_G: You can become immune to stuff if you get it all the time, you know. Maybe banning works the same way.
Brunnen_G: It's homoepathy or something.
Brunnen_G: Of course, the down side to that is sometimes if you get stuff all the time, instead of becoming immune you just suddenly and without warning DIE OF IT.
Dave: You mean he could die from being banned?
* Brunnen_G thinks Athaleon should be scared.
RinkChat: User Athaleon has been banned from RinkChat by Dave.
Athaleon has left.
RinkChat: User Athaleon has been unbanned from RinkChat by Dave.
Athaleon has entered.
Dave: Damn. Didn't work.
Athaleon: Right, bu-- AAAACK! *dies*
Brunnen_G: It probably takes years of exposure.
Dave: w00t!
Brunnen_G: You people rule.

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