*Editor's Note: "FYI--it has been documented that before people have a stroke, they often smell toast..."
*Other Editor's Note: This Chat has been edited from it's origional format for content & to fit your screen. Some emoticons are visible as actual 'faces' in the MSN Chat Room.

Session Start (MSN - Jedi Kluv:The Cat): Tue Apr 09 11:21:22 2002
The Cat: hey there punk
Jedi Kluv: Yo yo Bobo
Jedi Kluv: You workin?
The Cat: just as Dr. B this morning?
Jedi Kluv: Uh....okay.
The Cat: just replied to gimp
Jedi Kluv: Ah. Very good.
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The Cat: thanks
Jedi Kluv: Sure. No problem.
Brantley: Ah ha
Brantley: So...
Jedi Kluv: So.
(pause)
Brantley: *makes clicking noise with tounge*
Jedi Kluv: *exhales thru nose*
Jedi Kluv: *shuffles feet*
Brantley: *nods*
(pause)
The Cat: *snot rocket*
Jedi Kluv: *raises eyebrows, looks at brantley, shakes head indicating bob*
Brantley: *nods again, as if to say "I know"*
Jedi Kluv: *shakes head sadly*
Brantley: *looks at watch*
The Cat: *unzips pants*
Jedi Kluv: *takes two big steps away from Bob*
Brantley: *paralyzed with fear*
The Cat: *picks up copy of Highlights for children*
Brantley: *smells toast*
Jedi Kluv: hahahahahahaaahaha
Jedi Kluv: ahahahahahahahhahaha
Jedi Kluv: LOL
Jedi Kluv: LOL
The Cat: i win
Jedi Kluv: Seriously, is someone making toast?
Jedi Kluv: *sniffs air*
Jedi Kluv: *collapses on ground*
The Cat: not i
Brantley: Brants' EKG monitor: ---^----^----^----^---^----------------------------------------

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Jedi Kluv: *applauds frants one last time*
The Cat: *looks around*
Brantley: *hears applause from netherworld*
The Cat: *checks to make sure he's really dead*
Brantley: *asks Devil why it's cold here, he replies that BoBo got laid*
Jedi Kluv: *Puts his scarf on*
Brantley: *goes ski jumping*
The Cat: *leaves pants unzipped*
Brantley: *hell a bit warmer*
Jedi Kluv: *looks at frants as if to say: "At least Bobo isn't here."*
Brantley: *frants knocks on wood*
The Cat: *ummm...hi guys*
Brantley: DAMMIT!
Jedi Kluv: *smacks forhead*
Brantley: So....
Brantley: *makes clicking noise with tounge*
The Cat: *where's the kiddie slope?*
Brantley: *exhales through nose*
Jedi Kluv: Bob, the stars (*) are to indicate an ACTION, not words.
Jedi Kluv: Jeesh.
Brantley: Thank you Kevin, yes
Brantley: GOD!
Brantley: You ruiner!
The Cat: :|
Brantley: BOBO!
Brantley: Ruined it!
Jedi Kluv: *Looks at Brantey as if to say, 'Get a load of THIS guy'*
Brantley: RUINER!
Jedi Kluv: :|
The Cat: ;)
Brantley: *Brants tries to contain laughter, comes out as a snort*
Jedi Kluv: :-0
The Cat: (Broken Heart)
Jedi Kluv: *elbows brantley to quit it*
Brantley: Ow.
Jedi Kluv: *Indicates that Satan is looking over at them*
The Cat: ;)
Jedi Kluv: *coughs*
Brantley: Hey Satan! Hot enough for you?!
Jedi Kluv: *pushes Bob forward towards Satan*
Brantley: Bob was just talking about your ass!
Brantley: *Grabs Kev and runs, leaving Bob*
The Cat: *unzips pants*
Jedi Kluv: Aaaaaaaaaaaand SCENE.
Brantley: clap clap clap
Jedi Kluv: Well done, well done everyone.
The Cat: good work everyone
Brantley: (Thumbs Up)
Jedi Kluv: Really, all around, nice work.
Jedi Kluv: (Thumbs Up)
The Cat: could make a nice post
Jedi Kluv: Perhaps it might. Perhaaaaaps it might.
Jedi Kluv: Do you smell toast?
Jedi Kluv: *thud*
Jedi Kluv: af;jew kllllllllllbsWzvguhjyssw
Jedi Kluv: zwgazawrb h bh bn ..................

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*** catonthestairs@hotmail.com signed off at Tue Apr 09 12:19:42 2002