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[magic_8balls]

hey, what is going on? i wake up to this feedbeast screeching at me so i look and see what is up, and it yells at me that i have been away for the lion's part of a year? of course this is MY part of a year, but that is not the plain reasoning that i am meaning to say. i do not remember this business of being away! the last thing that was happening

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[well_bum]

All right?

Losing big bits of the year, well Saint Anthony.

Rudi, the guy in a dress, yeah? You in a dress too? Monks and shit? Suited to Sundays, that.

[magic_8balls]

i do not wear dresses! well, that one time, after i got my door. but that was long ago and best forgotten, you know? no, i do not wear a dress, and i am nothing like a monk! they do not do the things i can do, and it makes them boring. rudi, he is a great guy, you know, but he is still a bit long in the windpipe if you know what i mean.

[well_bum]

...Door? Someone smashed down yours too? Seems to be all the rage here, 'specially amongst electro-girls. Look out for them is my tip, yeah? Violent things.

Monks are well boring. Met some once, well cream pie.

Not-a-dress/dress discussion could go on to horisontal-8. Don't matter much, yeah?: anything goes 'round here. Just a pop 'round Naboo's gaff might end you up in make-up. And married to fish...

I don't run into Rudi much. You're a band, yeah? Might check you out if you're on the circuit some day.

[magic_8balls]

ah, i did not have it for very long. it means i cannot drink or make love, and to hell with that! it is a door to nothing fun, let me tell you that.

i am going to pretend i cannot see what you have crossed out there, i think it is bad for my mind.

we were a band, yeah, before i went and forgot a year. i do not know if he will still want to make the music with me, you know? when naboo comes to get me he will take me to where rudi is and i will know if we are still brothers.

[well_bum]

...That's a well odd door. My door was there to keep tramps out. Maybe that's what's wrong with people in the world, yeah?: they've got doors. No doors could = free love and shit?

It is not a story I'm proud of, but it happened. More of a man-fish, not 100% fish, mind. Strange days, almost a year ago now...

Brothers, yeah? Incest like the Ashcrofts or more of a metaphorical family? And music like music or music like sex? Both are thrown 'round, might want to watch some words here and there, yeah?, easy to get misunderstanded.

[magic_8balls]

free love is the way to go, i have always said this! no doors could mean no bedroom doors, which makes things even freer, you know? hmm...

that is a very strange thing! but i don't understand and probably don't want to, so let's leave it at that.

metaphorical brothers and real music. i see i will need to watch my words. not that rudi would be interested in the other type of music, you know? or that he would talk about it. he is making up agreements i do not remember to keep from telling me things!

[well_bum]

Well my credos too, mate. Not many to practice it on 'round here, though.

Good plan: intend to follow it myself, yeah?

Anything that can be said can be wilfully misunderstood, it's all a laugh.

Ah, but that's not what I hear about Rudi, yeah? He's been meddling in many things lately. From what I heard, he woke up next to one of them goth girls the other morning, the night before blanked out of his mind. A few weeks before that there was something about whorehouses out in the desert...? Don't want to spread rumours, yeah?, but might wanna keep your ears and eyes open 'round him?

[magic_8balls]

hahahaha, oh, that is too good! that old desert fox! he is not as much of a monk as he looks, anymore! hahaha, the things that can happen in a year! oh thank you for telling me this, i am weak from the laughing! i will definitely keep a watch out on him.

[capt_margaret]

I grow weary of this. It is not a dress! It is the sacred robes of the psychedelic priests. Still, I doubt you could spell psychedelic let alone grasp the simple concept of a robe.