What are you doing right now?

[The Kakama]

Contradiction

That's real life to you, and also, I closed the windows in my mom's room, so she thought it was the work of ghosts.
I told her it was me, then when she told me about her "ghosts", I lied and denied my confession.
Now I can watch my mom's silliness at work.
Then I'll tell her the truth 2 weeks later.
Anyway, I'm giving myself a break now.

[The Abacus]

Your mum seems superstitious...

[WorldisQuiet5256]

She got too much time on her hands.

[The Kakama]

Well, no, she's a very busy person actually.

[ENIHCAMBUS]

So, Enihcambus is expanding his databases and power.

He will soon form an Enipire.

My system (brain) has really big data cap.

[The Abacus]

So, Enihcambus is expanding his databases and power.

He will soon form an Enipire.

My system (brain) has really big data cap.

Enough for you to know how to play the trumpet?

[The Kakama]

But seriously, where/when was this "furry war" you mentioned?

[ENIHCAMBUS]

I don't know if i know, because i not have a trumpet. >:P

But seriously, where/when was this "furry war" you mentioned?

Check Random.

[WorldisQuiet5256]

My system (brain) has really big data cap.

I'm practically a NoWhere Man.

Steady on. You don't want to show
your motor to just anybody.

But this is a nobody.

Medic, pedic, zed oblique,
orphic, morphic, dorphic, Greek.
Ad hoc, ad loc and quid pro quo.
So little time, so much to know.

Can you tell us where we're at?

A true Socratic query, that.

And who the Billy Shears are you?

Who? Who indeed am l?

Jeremy?

Hillary?

Boob?

- Ph.D.?

- Who?

Eminent physicist, polyglot, classicist,
prize-winning botanist,
hard biting satirist,
- talented pianist, good dentist, too.
- Lousy poet.
Critic's voice,
take your choice.

- Must be one ofthem angry young men.

- Or a daffy old creep.

I, daffy old creep?

- Do you speak English?

- Old English, middle, a dialect, pure...

- Well, do you speak English?

- You know, I'm not sure.

He's so smart,
he doesn't even remember what he knows.

Why don't we show him our motor?

- Should we really... show him our motor?

- He may not have seen one before.

Turbo-prop, super-combustible spring.
Metrocyclonic and stereophonic,
this motor, I see, has a broken down thing.

- He fixed it.

- He fixed it?

Great. Let's go.

I must complete my bust, two novels,
finish my blueprints, begin my beguine.

Must you always talk in rhyme?

If I spoke prose, you'd all find out,
I don't know what I talk about.
Ad hoc, ad loc and quid pro quo.
So little time, so much to know.

Hey, fellas. Look.

The footnotes for my th book.
This is my standard procedure for doing it.
And while I compose it,
I'm also reviewing it.

- A boob for all seasons.

- How can he lose?

Were your notices good ?

It's my policy never to read my reviews.

There must be a word for what he is.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfWEPu0w-7w

[Redafro]

I'm in bed recovering from gall bladder surgery. Yeehaa... and yet ironically this is about the only time I get to have some real time to myself.