Cerberus> Welcome, red42. Come in, take a seat, bend 
  over...oops, did I just say that?

* WorkFluffy wanders off to find some helium to inflate 
  her head. I'm an op now, so...

ceruleangalactus> I dont know what my limit is
ceruleangalactus> never reached it

* Kasey blinks in that odd way the clueless have

red42> whoa, I dunno bout buggerin' anybody...

Kasey> it was huge and scary
Kasey> and it was ON MY JEANS

Kasey> mart, stop making the bot do obscene things...

* Cerberus runs around the room going 'Bibble'

* brrd is unfuffled

* Kasey needs to know if she has to tie him into a box 
  and mail him or something

* Kasey is rather damp at the moment

ceruleangalactus> they have a little Martin shrine in 
  the offices
* Kasey bows to the almighty Person Who Has a Clue How 
  to Op

* Kasey mouths "amazing" to herself and falls off her 
  chair laughing

ceruleangalactus> Im pretty sure Bronwen is female

* Cerberus brushes his teeth with a slow CM

brrd|workin> heh Kasey...nice oval usage

Kasey>  are you implying I'm fast?!

* Martavius is still trying to translate cg's last 
  statement into dumbassed English so he can understand 
  it

* Kasey buggers the ops
* Kasey realizes exactly what "buggering" entails and 
  backs FAR away from her previous statement

Martavius> slow as a drunken monkey, that boy

ceruleangalactus> 'Kins is gone and you have nothing 
  better to do than reset yr connection

* Cerberus scratches his heads
brrd|workin> what an amorous dog
* brrd|workin checks Cerebus for rabies

Kasey> stop playing with my @

* Kasey ponders what else is stretchable and giggles

* brrd|workin thinks throwing herself on an @ could do 
  wonders for her purity score

* Martavius boots Cerberus in the op

Martavius> well, it was frivolity or outright madness - 
  frivolity seemed best

* Martavius checks to see if head is yellow

* headmocker thinks Cerberus wouldn't know a cunning plan 
  if it painted itself purple and danced naked on top of a 
  harpsichord singing "subtle plans are here again"

Xiris> i thought maybe there was an electric pogo stick 
  in the pool.

Xiris> Nah, my wife's got an excellent sense of smell.  
  She'd sense the skank on me just by talking to me on the 
  phone.

ceruleangalactus> I can't move for tadpoles

Xiris> Heh - this is the AIM my wife just sent me: "Ack - 
   BRB-- I gotta go play with sandbags"

* ceruleangalactus draws on the wall with a lazer pointer

Xiris> I could get drunk at 9 in the morning and not feel 
  guilty.
Xiris> Oh wait, I do that now.

ceruleangalactus> ....and now, back to the innocent 
  bump'n'grind table dance

*** Martavius changes topic to '* ceruleangalactus changes the topic

headmocker> Mart, don't make you show you the real reason 
  I am called Head Mocker

Kasey> he's wiggling. Head, protect me!

headmocker> well, right NOW i'm screwed because I'm doing 
  what I can out of my house for no pay