WE'RE STILL TOTAL LOSERS JESUS (cont'd)
2000-02-20 01:35:00
I find Spigot to be the funniest. | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Hey, don't respond to Arkuat! He's a non-entity in this interview. |
Enigma |
How much time do you spend in a week putting the strip together? |
WHOOPS <strike>sorry</strike> | Rands |
Tjames |
Do any of you spend much time on Usenet? |
Pants does most of the stripping now... I haven't done much in many months. | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Shit, here's the gangfuck interview! |
Tjames |
Wah. We don't have a list of questions. We just like to shout em out at random. |
tjames: I use it as a resource, but I haven't posted in years | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Usenet is for retards who think pretend religions are funny, Tjames. |
Usenet is dying. Oh well. | Rands |
Tjames |
Right. But some of your stuff reminds me of alt.stupidity on a good day. |
Mr. Bad |
This is a courtesy email for a cross-posted message. |
Not familiar with it. | Rands |
Enigma |
Random streams of words intersect and die. |
Tjames |
It real gay. |
Mr. Bad |
Oh, hey, here's a real question! |
PREPARED | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
SHHHHHHHH Let me ask my question. |
Arkuat |
tjames was a hardcore usenet guru with much protocol juju. |
Mr. Bad |
OK, so, there's one Jerk City that's all in Esperanto. |
Mr. Bad |
Which I thought was fabulous! It was "Ech Ofendema..." |
Enigma |
Esperanto is the language of really bad people of the future. |
Deuce is the ESPERANTO FREAK in the bunch | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Who did the Esperanto? Was it translated by a computer program? |
Tjames |
Mr. Bad is all gay for Esperanto, as you can tell. |
Mr. Bad |
No! Really! You have an ESPERANTO FREAK? |
I'm guessing Deuce did it.... | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Shut up, you're all gay for Usenet and you got to do your stupid Usenet question. |
Arkuat mumbles something about lojban.
Mr. Bad |
That's crazy. |
Mr. Bad |
I'm going to get Deuce to do a separate interview, ALL IN ESPERANTO. |
Mr. Bad |
And then we will make fun of all of you fuckers in our personal secret language. |
Mr. Bad |
OK, that will probably never happen. |
Enigma |
uckfay ffoay |
Tjames |
Shut up. So, do you guys all work in The Industry, or does anybody have normal jobs? |
We're all geeks ranging from Directors of Engineering -> PERL WIZARDS | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
[Side question: how do you know each other?] |
We all met in BBSes during the mid-to-late 80s | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
Mr. Bad |
No fucking way! |
Mr. Bad |
Freako NERDS! |
GAY FOR DECADES HERE PEOPLE | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
YOu must have been TOTAL LOSERS! |
Tjames |
Which locality, if it's OK to ask? |
Mr. Bad |
Hahahahahahahahahahaha! |
Bay Area | Rands |
Tjames |
Um. |
WE'RE STILL TOTAL LOSERS JESUS | Rands |
Tjames |
Like, can you name some boards here? |
Mr. Bad |
Hey, tell us about it. We're all BBS fags, too. |
Mr. Bad |
Whoops, cat-bag situation there. |
CALL THE TAVERN!!!!!!!!!!! 255-7571 | Rands |
ahem. | Rands |
Tjames |
Do you remember Nirvana Net? |
Noe. | Rands |
NOPE TOO. | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
:-) SMiling. |
Tjames |
How about Rathead? |
Mr. Bad does clever action to indicate humor.
Nope. | Rands |
Tjames |
God, what Bay Area did you people live in? |
PROBABLY OUTSIDE MY ZONE/ZUM RANGE HGUHGUHGUHUGHUGHUGHUGHG | Rands |
South Bay | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Uh, were you in the SAN FRANCISCO bay area, or like the BAY OF FUNDY or something. |
Tjames |
[Enigma], what was the Nirvanner board down there? |
Mr. Bad |
BUrn this Flag. |
Mr. Bad |
Or something. |
Enigma |
BTF was San Jose |
Sounds familiar | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Rands, we pretty much PEAKED CREATIVELY during the late 80s, and so all we ever talk about is like 8N1 and YMODEM-G and shit. |
Tjames |
Anyway, we are also all big stupid gay BBS people in past lives. I think everybody here had their own board, except for Mr. bad. |
Mr. Bad |
If you are cool we will make you a CO-SYSOP and give you 3l337 access and shit. |
hahah | Rands |
Enigma |
& the Temple of the Screaming Electron was my setup. |
Takes me back... I ran METROPOLIS, DRAGON FLIGHT, AND SOMETHING CALLED PINK SEX | Rands |
Tjames |
You have 16 gold coins. Would you like to (D)eposit or (W)ithdraw coins? |
Mr. Bad |
Yeah, right. Tjames had one of those boards that he'd turn off whenever he needed to use the phone. |
Tjames |
No, I had two phones. |
Enigma |
Those all sound strangely familiar. |
Arkuat |
"you have dialed the number of the beastie. proceed at your own risk." |
Mr. Bad |
whois pimpwars.com |
Tjames |
Right. Must be COmp Currents memories. |
Mr. Bad |
No match for PIMPWARS.COM |
Tjames |
Trade Wars, man! |
Mr. Bad |
Shit, I have some CYBERSQUATTING to take care of. |
Mr. Bad |
Hey, this has turned into a regular BABBA FACE FEED, folks. |
TradeWars... takes me back | Rands |
Mr. Bad |
Let's try to keep oriented on the fucking TWENTY_FIRST_CENTURY |
YES | Rands |
Arkuat |
yeah, that bbs stuff is *so* second-millennium. |
Mr. Bad |
Agreed! |
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