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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
<musical note>
The post that's pulled when it has just been written
The hand that fed, but that has now been bitten
The yikes button that has "hit the tit" on
These foolish things
Remind me of you - de - you
you - de - you
you - de - you
you.
<musical note>
<hic/>
GS
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
That should be  of course.
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Z
*sipps on a  *
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
The homophobe that claims we're all fascists
The closed Atelier, the home of artists
The old-time users who are on his blacklists
Remind me of you - de - you
you - de - you
you - de - you
you
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Z
*songs remind Z of things he was trying to forget*
Another please.. <whiskey> perhaps?
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
The tolerance that's flung back in our faces
The prurience that hates those young embraces
The trolling posts that shut the resting places
These foolish things
Remind me of you - de you
you - de - you
you - de - you
you
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
The acts of spite and the vile agression
Which exploited such a droll confession,
The claim to be "a victim of opression"
These foolish things
Remind me of you - de you
you - de - you
you - de - you
you
GS
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Z
*sips drink* the breaks out into raputous  , and indulges in some whooping in the style of US talk show guests...
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
You are such a lovely audience - so sweet - so kind - so hear some more!
*Greensleeves sidles up to the mic, sashays her not inconsiderable curves from side to side, draws in a deep breath and purrs the following....*
The bitterness, the spite, the rancour,
The recognition after which you hanker,
The flatulence of such a wasted canker
These foolish things
Remind me of you - de you
you - de - you
you - de - you
you
GS
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Z
*jumps up and down almost crying with joy..*
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
*Greensleeves accepts the plaudits of the audience.   (Once a primadonna, always a primadonna)*
Thank you. Thank you.
*she turns to applaud the pianist* *and then turns back to the audience*
Thank you.  You've been lovely. I  you all!
*the spotlight fades slowly to darkness, and the diva leaves the stage*
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Z
*throws 's and <applaud>s madly*
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Mr. bartender Sir
Stands up shouting "encore"*
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Witty Moniker - Community Editor
Well done!
*Pulls out several bottles of hard liquor from underneath the counter and a bunch of glasses.*
*Puts a bottle of 18 year old Macallan on Greensleeves table.*
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by  egon
OOps, Mr Bartender sir is me- I was signed into two different windows as two different names, sorry for the confusion.
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Courtesy38
Courtesy
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Humpty Dumpty (and Chicken Little, his chicken)
/* Browses in Aisle 1, around the pet food */
Excuse me, do you have anything that might interest a yellow labra... chicken?
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Greensleeves
*Sways elegently but vastly towards the bottle of Macallan, and peers at Witty Moniker*
Can you line up some glasses for our friends, here?
*Picks up the bottle. Peers at it. Opens it. Pours herself gracefully but definitively into a chair, and pours some of the scotch gracefully into a glass, and pours the contents of the glass definitively down her throat.*
Thank you WM. I needed that!
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by Humpty Dumpty (and Chicken Little, his chicken)
Oh Egon, I thought that was intentional. I was trying to remember who you were, you used that account in the Atelier once.
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Posted Jan 14, 2004 by egon
Oh yes I did. That might have been an idea. Arse, I've closed the other window now.
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