[8:46
AM] Mr. Brown:
I
found out at the doctor yesterday that I'm even more rare.
[8:46
AM]
Yay!
"Well
we ran some tests, and according to your scores on the Mr. Rogers
Spectrum, you are Special."
What's
rare about you?
[8:47
AM] Mr. Brown:
Doctor
believes I have Brutons now instead of CVID
That
is 1 in 250,000
CVID
is 1 in 25,000
So
I went up a bit
LOL
Apparently
the father of Immunology was a general in the army - last name
Brutons
so
the first thing he discovered named after himself.
Probably
not the first to look into immunology but the first to start finding
things and treating them.
Dang
there are a lot of Brutons
[9:02
AM]
"Brutons!
Croutons for MEN!"
(Hairy
hand sweeps green salad off table, slams down 32 oz steak.
Bread cubes start falling onto it from above.)
"Forget
girly 'Italian Spice' and 'Garlic Butter'! Brutons come in
'Beef Jerky', 'Habanero Hell', and 'Jack Daniels'!"
[9:14
AM] Mr. Brown:
But
Caesar salad has croutons
[9:35
AM]
Hmmm...yes...and some of the Caesars really kicked ass. I must
add a Caesar variety...
"And
the latest flavor - “Caesar Slayer”! The croutons you have to eat
with a knife!" (spokesman stabs crouton with Roman dagger)
(Bemuscled
spokesman pointing at screen, scowling.) "Eat tu, Brutons?"
[9:36
AM] Mr. Brown:
Be
careful not to turn your back on a salad with Brutons
[10:50
AM] Mr. Blue:
[11:18
AM]
"was
felt to represent Jack the Ripper"
I
don't get it...there are no clues in the name or logo or anything.
What's this association they were making?
[11:19
AM] Mr. Blue:
LOL
Ontario
“Zodiac Killers”.
[11:23
AM]
Fortunately
for the Abused Women's Center, other sports teams pick strong
non-female-abusive non-violent themes for their teams... Like
vikings, and pirates and cavaliers and such.
The Rippers are
being relaunched as the "London Fops”, I hear.
New
mascot -
https://78.media.tumblr.com/51f3a32ec2cd213e1adab4de6db04ee7/tumblr_nsxx5sITO21r3d24lo1_250.jpg
[11:27
AM] Mr. Blue:
They
could glue a powdered wig to their helmets
[11:27
AM]
Refurbish
the clubhouse as The
Macaroni Club and impose a dress code
[11:28
AM] Mr. Blue:
Oops...
Thought it was a hockey team... Their hats, I mean.
[11:30
AM]
(Sportscaster)
"Stevensen up to bat. He hands his lace kerchief to the
base lad and strikes a dandy left-handed pose with his hand resting
upon the knob of the bat and gazes towards third base with his right
hand on his hip. Here's the pitch...Strike one!”
(Sportscaster
two) “So stylish! Stephenson didn't even
break his stance to lift the bat. He's now staring the pitcher down with his quizzing
glass in conspicuous disdain..."
[11:30
AM] Mr. Blue:
LOL
That
could be a fun sport
Dandy
Ball
or
Fop Ball
[11:32
AM]
"Boy?
Strike that cheeky missile for me, if you'd be so kind. And
then call up my sedan chair...I wish to proceed to first base."
(You might have noticed that Ms. Rose disappeared a good while back with no exit story. We never got a real one either, though we all had our suspicions about what happened. Back in the heroic Golden Age everyone in our department was in here. This collection and blog started near the middle of the post-apocalypse Silver Age and has dwindled down to our Bronze Age core of "Three - Plus". I'd like more participants - including several Instant Mess veterans who are still at Katzenjammer who can't/won't play - but this is how things are recently. Anyway, the criteria for selecting new members of this little group are a mix of serendipity and clandestine interviewing/testing. It tends to take a long time to decide on anyone new to invite in here. We finally got one. Enjoy! - Mr. Silver)
[12:32
PM]
Mr.
X is officially cool and clever enough to be invited in here. So...here he is...
[12:33
PM] Mr. Brown:
“Its
cool to pee your pants at school!”
[12:33
PM]
Good
opener, Mr. Brown. First impressions count.
[12:33
PM] Mr. Blue:
What
color is he?
[12:34
PM]
He
has to pick.
Some
of our chats end up in a blog sometimes, Mr. X. We use colors
for anonymity and deniability.
[12:35
PM] Mr. X:
Wait.
I have to make a color?
Is
that what you're saying?
>.>
<.<
O.o
[12:38
PM]
Hehe
Well,
you don't HAVE to...I will if you don't.
But
you favor greens, I see.
[12:40
PM] Mr. X:
But
I fear I will become the next Mr. Green
You
either get "retired" like Tommy, or work long enough to become Mr.
Green
[12:42
PM]
Feh.
I've been here ages (longer than Tommy) and I didn't crack
like either him or Green.
[12:45
PM] Mr. Brown:
I'm
the Brown
[12:45
PM] Mr. X:
I'm
aware.
Didn't
you hang up on someone once and call them stupid, Mr. Silver?
Is
that true?
IDK
where I heard this.
[12:57
PM] Mr. Brown:
Yes
he did.
[12:57
PM]
I
most certainly did not!
I
told him “Oh shut UP!”
And
THEN I hung up.
Why would I hang up first?
[12:57
PM] Mr. Brown:
We
all get frustrated.
[12:57
PM] Mr. X:
Well
I know that
[12:57
PM] Mr. Brown:
Mr.
Green was in a constant state of frustration.
[12:57
PM]
Yes.
Still is.
[12:57
PM] Mr. X:
I'm
almost related to his family.
Through
my aunt.
He
is not well liked.
[12:58
PM]
His
feelings towards the human race are mutual.
[12:58
PM] Mr. X:
Oh
yeah
I
cube shared with him and got yelled at a lot, but through notes.
[12:58
PM] Mr. Brown:
He
really never bothered me
[12:59
PM] Mr. X:
No
he didn't bother me really. That was it, just his notes.
About
touching his stuff or adjusting the screen
I
didn't touch his stuff though, so IDK what was up with that.
[12:59
PM]
Well,
if you are so blessed or cursed as to be in somewhat the same gene pool as Mr.
Green, I have a "relative" color and name for you, Mr. X.
"McGreen".
[1:00
PM] Mr. McGreen:
:-(
[1:00
PM]
:-D
You shoulda
picked what you wanted way back there ^.
[9:20
AM] Mr. Blue:
Massive
structural fire in London high rise
[9:21
AM] Mr. Brown:
That
thing lit up big time
[9:21
AM] Mr. Blue:
Supposedly
the fire alarm didn't work and people were only alerted to the fire
by firemen knocking on doors as the building was engulfed in flames.
Mayor
Sadiq Khan held a press conference saying "the fire is so small
a woman could piss it out" and reportedly went back to sleep.
(Cheers
if you get it)
[11:50
AM]
"The
statue is functional for severe cases as well as political
executions."
[11:53
AM] Mr. Blue:
Enemas
are big in Russia apparently.
[11:56
AM]
I,
uh...saw what you did there...
[11:59
AM] Mr. Blue:
Not
even intentional
[12:00
PM]
Heh
[9:21
AM]
Suppose
that they had some sort of hippies or environmentalist shamans way
back then urging people to switch to gourds?
[9:24
AM] Mr. McGreen:
I
have a gourd for yerba mate
[9:25
AM]
"Bitumen
bottles take, like, 50000 moons to degrade, dude-sabe."
[9:26
AM] Mr. McGreen:
The
Hawaiian islands are actually made from bitumen bottles.
[9:26
AM]
"It
be conspiracy by Big Bottle. Gourd farmers suffer and our
papooses are drinking bad medicine."
I've
met some people who I've wondered if they were bitumen bottles.
Rotund...always
full of drink...toxic...look sticky.
[9:35
AM] Mr. McGreen:
That
sounds like an old coworker
:x
[9:37
AM]
"an"?
[9:37
AM] Mr. McGreen:
LOL
I
hope I'm never referred to as sticky.
That
sounds awful.