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Welcome to Fairfax Underground, a project site designed to improve communication among residents of Fairfax County, VA. Feel free to post anything Northern Virginia residents would find interesting.
Welcome to Fairfax Underground, a project site designed to improve communication among residents of Fairfax County, VA. Feel free to post anything Northern Virginia residents would find interesting.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:40AM
Enough singing,, let the band do the talking
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:44AM
I agree.....the NO. 1 Studio 1 riddim---Real Rock//.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:45AM
Variation on a theme,,,the Upsetter,,,Lee Perry
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:49AM
this one is sweeeet,,,,
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:49AM
Rupie Martin...DEATH in the areana
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:52AM
RIP alton
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Droolin Awestruck
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:53AM
Watchin you two boys go at, it's like hearing them dueling guitars on Free Bird, by jiminy!
Yee haw!
Yee haw!
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:54AM
time for some UK skinhead regga ;
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:54AM
I liked this one so much,,,I'm doing it again with some visuals this time
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:56AM
Hay guise... sup...
It's your boy Harry Tuttle here. The good Harry.
What's sip guise?
Signatures are for fags
It's your boy Harry Tuttle here. The good Harry.
What's sip guise?
Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 12, 2011 01:58AM
Let's go UK then
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 02:01AM
Justin Hinds deserves a mentoin.
and the Dr. Ring Ding version just foro fun
and the Dr. Ring Ding version just foro fun
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 12, 2011 02:01AM
And then eventually this back and forth goes old school punk
I need a beer,,,
thanks for the corona,,,hey why is the bottle so greasy,,,,and why does it smell like ass?
I need a beer,,,
thanks for the corona,,,hey why is the bottle so greasy,,,,and why does it smell like ass?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 02:10AM
going 2-tone
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 02:20AM
third wave and beyond
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 12, 2011 02:21AM
alright i'm done. park's closed, moose out front shoudlve told ya
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Gay Freddy Krueger
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Date: February 13, 2011 12:09AM
Haaaaaay, guise
Gay Freddy Krueger here! Mr. Mysteries is out chasing some serious poon-tang, so he asked me to open up shop for him! Cum one, cum all---and I DO mean CUM!!! LOL!!! As Mr. Mysteries would say, "we're open for bid'ness"!
Gotta run--I'm terrorizing ThePackleader tonight in a nightmare about swiss cheese and bean dip! LOL!!!
XOXOXO
-Gay Freddy Krueger
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Gay Freddy Krueger here! Mr. Mysteries is out chasing some serious poon-tang, so he asked me to open up shop for him! Cum one, cum all---and I DO mean CUM!!! LOL!!! As Mr. Mysteries would say, "we're open for bid'ness"!
Gotta run--I'm terrorizing ThePackleader tonight in a nightmare about swiss cheese and bean dip! LOL!!!
XOXOXO
-Gay Freddy Krueger
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 13, 2011 12:49AM
This place is a ghost town ,,,,
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 12:50AM
thanks a heap, Gay Freddy. Looks like nobody's showing up tonight, my friend. We've hit a real slow patch, huh?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Are you blisterienced?
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Date: February 13, 2011 12:58AM
Purged of all delusions and lies, thinking freely without dictated beliefs,
existing beyond the clan-mind and its cultural and social restraints, a
blisterian does what all others say cannot be done.
His Light and Knowledge radiates like a star, a ï¬xed point of conscious light
hanging in the balance of influential forces.
To walk the fence, balanced between opposing forces; to experience both the
positive and negative attributes of life, and thereby experience life to its
fullest potential: this is the blisterian path.
Join us on Monday at evening at 8pm for a lively presentation on "The Way of
Blisters". Mr. blisters will speak for some 45 minutes. The lights will then be
dimmed, and he will display his self-illuminating Soular Body for not less than
three minutes (no photographs, please). He will then take questions from the
audience. Afterwards, light refreshments will be served in the hall (included
in ticket price).
The Way of Blisters: a path of Dark Light which is embodied
within the Soular being: of Self-Knowledge, Self-Discipline, Self-
Becoming, Self-Mastery, Self-Sovereignty and Self-Abuse.
existing beyond the clan-mind and its cultural and social restraints, a
blisterian does what all others say cannot be done.
His Light and Knowledge radiates like a star, a ï¬xed point of conscious light
hanging in the balance of influential forces.
To walk the fence, balanced between opposing forces; to experience both the
positive and negative attributes of life, and thereby experience life to its
fullest potential: this is the blisterian path.
Join us on Monday at evening at 8pm for a lively presentation on "The Way of
Blisters". Mr. blisters will speak for some 45 minutes. The lights will then be
dimmed, and he will display his self-illuminating Soular Body for not less than
three minutes (no photographs, please). He will then take questions from the
audience. Afterwards, light refreshments will be served in the hall (included
in ticket price).
The Way of Blisters: a path of Dark Light which is embodied
within the Soular being: of Self-Knowledge, Self-Discipline, Self-
Becoming, Self-Mastery, Self-Sovereignty and Self-Abuse.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Alias
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Date: February 13, 2011 12:49PM
Those are the same glasses that Meade wears.
Sorry I'm late to FF-AD, Mr. Misery. I slept for 12 hours.... straight. And, I'm still tired. I'd still be sleeping if my cat hadn't started batting me in the head.
I guess I missed the party.
Sorry I'm late to FF-AD, Mr. Misery. I slept for 12 hours.... straight. And, I'm still tired. I'd still be sleeping if my cat hadn't started batting me in the head.
I guess I missed the party.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:23PM
Harry, what is this nigga nonsense?! I haven't even opened yet. Here---we're open for bid'ness.
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:24PM
what are you doing, H Tuttz? Watching the cinema? Why can't you make it in?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:25PM
life isn't the same without TiVo, buddy. I can't watch the cinemas the way I used to, what with the noisy neighbors and all. Can't concentrate on the cinemas the way I used to.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:26PM
I'm listening to Kool & the Motherfuckin' Gang right now. Open Sesame.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Alias
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:27PM
Mr. Misery Wrote:
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> what are you doing, H Tuttz? Watching the cinema?
> Why can't you make it in?
this is totally unacceptable behavior.
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> what are you doing, H Tuttz? Watching the cinema?
> Why can't you make it in?
this is totally unacceptable behavior.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:29PM
yeah, what's this all about? Alias, my cat woke me up last night too. Her meow is so loud.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:39PM
where's Harry Tuttle at??
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:44PM
where's Hatemotor?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:44PM
I bet WashingTone-Locian is a cool dad.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 13, 2011 11:45PM
I want to meet that dad.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:50PM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 13, 2011 11:59PM
Hatemotor Wrote:
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> Checkin in ,,,what's up tonight?
listening to The Funk Hub on Chicago college internet radios, WLUW. Harry bailed on us, dood.
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> Checkin in ,,,what's up tonight?
listening to The Funk Hub on Chicago college internet radios, WLUW. Harry bailed on us, dood.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:01AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 12:03AM
Hatemotor, your taste in reggae/ska is impressive. Do you listen to any of the current stuff?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:05AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 12:08AM
oh shit.....you're not that old hippie dude who used to run Orpheus Records in Arlington are you?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:11AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:16AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 12:20AM
oh shit, you're that guy? I know the place, never went there (not my taste in music), but that place was kind of a fixture in the area, wasn't it? Weren't you on the Joe Ardinger show once?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:23AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:24AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 12:25AM
sorry for not patronizing your establishment....I just don't listen to much hard/punk/alternative type of stuff.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 12:31AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 01:34AM
I'm open to new things, but I know pretty well what I like. Reggae, ska, soul, jazz, rhythm & blues, afro-beat, klezmer, funk, blues. Pretty much in that order. I shy away from most rock music post-1960, or post-Chuck Berry, rockabilly, etc...., whenever all that was. That's when rock and roll was cool. It lost the roll after that. I don't know why. I loved the 'roll'.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 01:52AM
thanks to Hatemotor for filling in for Harry Tuttle this evening. Folks, we're.....
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 11:01PM
we're open for bid'ness
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
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Date: February 14, 2011 11:08PM
Hay dood. Don't you think It's raffle mao funny that eesh is so embarrassed by his lame thread that he's trying to divert the attention to my cult classics? eesh is like a little children.. with ghastly white chub-chub hands!
Signatures are for fags
Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 14, 2011 11:11PM
yeah, tha's so Raven!
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
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Date: February 14, 2011 11:36PM
Shit brothel. You may as well just close for bidness. I for one need T9 improve my ruining game. It's almost tpeggle peggle peggleime for Wisconsin quackery. A missionafetus implantry.
What's going on? This isn't my voice... these aren't my words. Wind the watch on the windy beach. Be careful driving on windy roads, especially when wind is present. Please present your Valentine's Day present to your present girlfriend or boyfriend. Si no hay cerveza, no hay fiesta...
Signatures are for fags
What's going on? This isn't my voice... these aren't my words. Wind the watch on the windy beach. Be careful driving on windy roads, especially when wind is present. Please present your Valentine's Day present to your present girlfriend or boyfriend. Si no hay cerveza, no hay fiesta...
Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 14, 2011 11:49PM
Harry, I'm listening to Parliament. I'm lovin' the funk. Can't get enough of the funk.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 14, 2011 11:52PM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 15, 2011 12:01AM
Hatemotor Wrote:
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> What's happenin Miz?
>
> Saw you had a tough day at the ole "karate" class
>
> Did you ask that chick out for coffee yet?
not on your life, my Hindu friend.
no, I don't think that's gonna happen. She's not all that special, anyway. It's just because most of the other girls in karate klass are way out of my league that I had my eye on her. Probably a lesbian anyway.
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> What's happenin Miz?
>
> Saw you had a tough day at the ole "karate" class
>
> Did you ask that chick out for coffee yet?
not on your life, my Hindu friend.
no, I don't think that's gonna happen. She's not all that special, anyway. It's just because most of the other girls in karate klass are way out of my league that I had my eye on her. Probably a lesbian anyway.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
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Date: February 15, 2011 12:09AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
()
Date: February 15, 2011 01:17AM
No way, brony soprano... you're just extenuating. At least talk to her and prove to yourself that she's nothing special. Yknow, demystify her a bit. Now that you're not all into her, there's no pressure, no stress. The trick to socializing is to entertain yourself. Just pretend that alias, blisters and I are all right there with you when you're chatting with her. Tell some inside jokes that only you are in on.
That's the secret. Who cares if she thinks you are smell weirdo. Not you... anymore.
Heck, you might just end up throwing the bone as a result.
Signatures are for fags
That's the secret. Who cares if she thinks you are smell weirdo. Not you... anymore.
Heck, you might just end up throwing the bone as a result.
Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Alias
()
Date: February 15, 2011 01:33AM
Harry Tuttle Wrote:
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> No way, brony soprano... you're just extenuating.
> At least talk to her and prove to yourself that
> she's nothing special. Yknow, demystify her a bit.
> Now that you're not all into her, there's no
> pressure, no stress. The trick to socializing is
> to entertain yourself. Just pretend that alias,
> blisters and I are all right there with you when
> you're chatting with her.
My mother told me that imagining people in their underwear would make them appear less intimidating.
Tell some inside jokes
> that only you are in on.
haha!
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> No way, brony soprano... you're just extenuating.
> At least talk to her and prove to yourself that
> she's nothing special. Yknow, demystify her a bit.
> Now that you're not all into her, there's no
> pressure, no stress. The trick to socializing is
> to entertain yourself. Just pretend that alias,
> blisters and I are all right there with you when
> you're chatting with her.
My mother told me that imagining people in their underwear would make them appear less intimidating.
Tell some inside jokes
> that only you are in on.
haha!
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
eesh
()
Date: February 15, 2011 05:00PM
Yes Harry, check your PMS.
Blessed are the murderous.
Blessed are the murderous.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 12:31AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 16, 2011 12:32AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 16, 2011 12:44AM
Harry, my friend, I thought about not even opening tonight....then I thought, that wouldn't be right. I have to at least open, right? Will you take over the FU;AD in this, my time of need? Remember, don't throw those VHS covers out---I NEED those for the inventory. What happens if we sell a porno, you throw away the box cover, then it turns out we have another copy?? There's no way to sell it. Nobody buys a plain VHS cassette without boobs or butts on the cover. See what I mean?
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
()
Date: February 16, 2011 12:55AM
I got you, man... I'm good for at least another hour... I'll be around... I'll man the store... and mop the arcades... before I sleep in them...
Signatures are for fags
Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 12:58AM
I'm eating CHeez-Its. I can't stop. y'all
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
eesh
()
Date: February 16, 2011 12:59AM
There aren't many unique users in this entire thread. Maybe four at the most...
Blessed are the murderous.
Blessed are the murderous.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
bloody blisters
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:01AM
this shit has the painfuls to read. my stomach is grumpy
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:01AM
meow
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
fuad
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:03AM
eesh Wrote:
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> There aren't many unique users in this entire
> thread. Maybe four at the most...
So says the sock puppet king.
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> There aren't many unique users in this entire
> thread. Maybe four at the most...
So says the sock puppet king.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:03AM
I'm gonna have a stead tomorrow, with mashed potatoes. That's what I'm gonna do
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
bloody blisters
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:04AM
Mr. Misery Wrote:
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> I'm gonna have a stead tomorrow, with mashed
> potatoes. That's what I'm gonna do
is it a robeyue>?
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> I'm gonna have a stead tomorrow, with mashed
> potatoes. That's what I'm gonna do
is it a robeyue>?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
eesh
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:04AM
bloody blisters Wrote:
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> this shit has the painfuls to read. my stomach is
> grumpy
It's like reading a diary of a schizophrenic.
Blessed are the murderous.
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> this shit has the painfuls to read. my stomach is
> grumpy
It's like reading a diary of a schizophrenic.
Blessed are the murderous.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:06AM
I've known a few schizophrenics. One worked at a Dunking DOnuts. Ppoor kid. One time he saw Tupac standing over his bed in the middle of the nighto. Poor kids.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
bloody blisters
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:24AM
i've got this thing, its a great thing. probably the coolest thing anyone has ever seen. this thing can do many things. this thing likes pizza and reading books and stuff. this thing likes pondering the cosmos and developing microchips. this thing makes me happy. it will save me from the deformed bird outside my window. i just need more time.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
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Date: February 16, 2011 01:24AM
I just made a chikn strip borrito with putatos and eggs and green chiles... I chpped up wthem unions y'all. I have a whole mess of dishes in the stink and irty cothes all over. eesh will you be my valentine?
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Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:27AM
yeah eesh fuck me
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Harry Tuttle
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:29AM
Be sure to read my latest book, "Of Schizophrenics and Binaural Beats"....
It's agoonnna be a blast y'all
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It's agoonnna be a blast y'all
Signatures are for fags
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
bloody blisters
()
Date: February 16, 2011 01:44AM
i took a pill once. i started seeing sounds and tasting colors. i ate a green and it was delicious, sweet and full of flavor. this wasnt no ordinary green though, it had the horns of a goat and was twisted with no proportions. it made me feel warm with a spider like tingle in my belly. i needed to write a poem so i did. the poem consisted of three words and it ended with a number. i looked down and my nipples turned into snails, i had to leave.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
katie
()
Date: February 16, 2011 02:27AM
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 16, 2011 11:53PM
we're open for bid'ness.
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Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
bloody blisters
()
Date: February 16, 2011 11:54PM
i was just about to open this bitch
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
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Date: February 16, 2011 11:55PM
band news buise....I ddidn't shave that stead and smached potatoes tonight. I just didn't get around to going out and buying a stead. The first steppe is buying the stead, y'all.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 11:57PM
sorry bb, you can open tomorrow night, just be sure to be here at 11:30 sharp.
and be sure got post the bidn'ess center pic too. alrightthakns
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
and be sure got post the bidn'ess center pic too. alrightthakns
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 11:57PM
where'es Harryo Tuttle at?>
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 11:58PM
i'm intomxiocatied, y'all.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
()
Date: February 16, 2011 11:58PM
,,,
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/09/2012 03:58PM by Hatemotor.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/09/2012 03:58PM by Hatemotor.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 16, 2011 11:59PM
listimening to P-Funk.......got to got to got have the funk.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:00AM
yeah, itls the driove for 13 tonight, harryo tuggle, where toyou at my brotha??
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:01AM
today waso a good day, I diddn't have to use my AK...
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
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I apologize to those I unfairly hurt. To Harry Tuttle in particular.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:02AM
harro tuttle where you at my broither?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
bloody blisters
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:02AM
can do. i've been told i have a can do attitude. i dont know if i can maintain such a standard.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:05AM
we sello pqowulity prorno dvds; here. VHS tapes are haldf loofff. just be dsoure to awalay s keep the VHS covers.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
the old oligarch
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:08AM
The FU Lottery
The morning of April 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth of a spring
day. The people of Fairfax Underground began to gather in the square around ten
o'clock.
The lottery was conducted -- as were the square dances, the teen club, the Halloween
program -- by WashingTone-Locian, who had time and energy to devote to civic
activities. When he arrived in the square, carrying the black wooden box, there
was a murmur of conversation among the posters, and he waved and called, "Little
late today, folks." The postmaster, Gravis, followed him, carrying a three-legged
stool, and the stool was put in the center of the square and WTL set the black
box down on it.
The original paraphernalia for the lottery had been lost long ago, and the black
box now resting on the stool had been put into use even before Registered Voter,
the oldest man in town, was born.
Gravis held the black box securely on the stool until WashingTone-Locian had
stirred the papers thoroughly with his hand. Just as Tone turned to the assembled
posters, pas'ion came hurriedly along the path to the square, her sweater thrown
over her shoulders, and slid into place in the back of the crowd. "Clean forgot
what day it was," she said to Genevieve, who stood next to her, and they both
laughed softly. "Thought my old man was out back stacking wood," pas'ion went
on. "And then I looked out the window and the kids was gone, and then I
remembered it was the twenty-seventh and came a-running."
pas'ion craned her neck to see through the crowd and found her husband and
children standing near the front. She tapped Genevieve on the arm as a farewell
and began to make her way through the crowd.
The people separated good-humoredly to let her through: two or three people said.
in voices just loud enough to be heard across the crowd, "Here comes your,
missus, Radiophile," and "She made it after all." pas'ion reached her husband, and
Tone, who had been waiting, said cheerfully. "Thought we were going to have to
get on without you, pas'ion."
pas'ion replied, grinning, "Wouldn't have me leave m'dishes in the sink, now,
would you, Tone?," and soft laughter ran through the crowd as the people stirred
back into position after pas'ion's arrival.
"Well, now." Tone said soberly, "guess we better get started, get this over with,
so's we can go back to work. Anybody ain't here?"
"Harry Tuttle." several people said.
WashingTone-Locian consulted his list. "Harry Tuttle," he said. "That's right.
He's broke his leg, hasn't he? Who's drawing for him?"
"Me, I guess," a woman said, and Tone turned to look at her. "Wife draws for her
husband," Tone said.
"Guess I gotta fill in for the old man this year," Conie said regretfully.
"Right," Tone said. He made a note on the list he was holding. Then he
asked, "Mr. Misery drawing this year?"
A tall boy in the crowd raised his hand. "Here," he said. "I'm drawing for my
me-maw and me." He blinked his eyes nervously and ducked his head as several
voices in the crowd said things like "Good fellow," and "Glad to see your
mother's got a man to do it."
"Well," WashingTone-Locian said, "guess that's everyone."
A sudden hush fell on the crowd as Tone Loc cleared his throat and looked at the
list. "All ready?" he called. "Now, I'll read the names -- heads of families
first -- and the men come up and take a paper out of the box. Keep the paper
folded in your hand without looking at it until everyone has had a turn. Everything
clear?"
The people had done it so many times that they only half listened to the
directions: most of them were quiet. wetting their lips, not looking around. Then
Tone raised one hand high and said, "Cary." A man disengaged himself from the
crowd and came forward. He reached into the black box and took out a folded
paper. He held it firmly by one corner as he turned and went hastily back to his
place in the crowd, where he stood a little apart from his family, not looking
down at his hand.
"Numbers," WashingTone-Locian said. "TheMeeper.... RESton Peace"
He handed his joint to Genevieve. She held her breath while her husband went
forward.
"Harry Tuttle," Tone said, and Conie went steadily to the box while one of the
women said, "Go on, Conie," and another said, "There she goes."
"Alias.... Radiophile."
"Get up there, Radiophile," pas'ion said, and the people near her laughed.
"They do say," Professor Pangloss murmured to Registered Voter, who stood next to
him, "that over at the new website they're talking of giving up the lottery."
Registered Voter snorted. "Pack of crazy fools," he said. "Listening to the young
folks, nothing's good enough for them. Next thing you know, they'll be wanting to
go back to living in caves. There's always been a lottery," he added petulantly.
"Bad enough to see young Tone up there joking with everybody."
"Some sites have already quit lotteries," Numbers said.
"Nothing but trouble in that," Registered Voter said stoutly. "Pack of young fools."
WashingTone-Locian called his own name and then stepped forward precisely and
selected a slip from the box. Then he called, "Registered Voter."
"Seventy-seventh year I been in the lottery," Registered Voter said as he went
through the crowd. "Seventy-seventh time."
"Misery." The tall boy came awkwardly through the crowd. Someone said, "Don't be
nervous," and Tone said, "Take your time, son."
After that, there was a long pause, a breathless pause, until WashingTone-Locian,
holding his slip of paper in the air, said, "All right, fellows." For a minute,
no one moved, and then all the slips of paper were opened. Suddenly, all the
women began to speak at once, saving. "Who is it?," "Who's got it?," "Is it the
Tuttles?," "Is it the Lurkers?"
Then the voices began to say, "It's Radiophile," "The Radiophiles got it."
People began to look around to see the Radiophiles. Radiophile was standing quiet,
staring down at the paper in his hand. Suddenly pas'ion shouted to Tone. "You
didn't give him time enough to take any paper he wanted. I saw you. It wasn't
fair!"
"Be a good sport, pas'ion," Genevieve said, "All of us took the same chance."
"Shut the fuck up, pas'ion," Radiophile said.
"Well, everyone," WashingTone-Locian said, "that was done pretty fast, and now
we've got to be hurrying a little more to get done in time." He consulted his
list.
"How many kids, Radiophile?" WashingTone-Locian asked formally.
"Three," Radiophile said.
"There's Gonads & Strife, and bloody blisters, and little eesh. And pas'ion and me."
"All right, then," Tone said. "Gravis, you got their tickets back?"
Gravis nodded and held up the slips of paper. "Put them in the box, then," Tone
directed. "Take Radiophile's and put it in."
"I think we ought to start over," pas'ion said, angrily. "I tell you it wasn't
fair. You didn't give him time enough to choose. Everybody saw that."
"Ready, Radiophile?" Tone asked, and Radiophile, with one quick glance around at
his wife and children, nodded.
"Gravis, you help little eesh," Tone said.
Gravis took the hand of the little boy, who came willingly with him up to the
box. "Take a paper out of the box," Gravis said. eesh put his hand into the box
and laughed. "Take just one paper," WashingTone-Locian said. "Gravis, you hold it
for him." Gravis took the child's hand and removed the folded paper from the
tight fist and held it while little eesh looked up at him wonderingly.
"bloody blisters next," WashingTone-Locian said. blisters was twelve, and his
school friends breathed heavily as he went forward switching his hips, and took a
slip daintily from the box. "Gonads & Strife," WashingTone-Locian said, and G&S,
his face red and his feet overlarge, near knocked the box over as he got a
paper out.
"pas'ion," WashingTone-Locian said. She hesitated for a minute, looking around
defiantly, and then set her lips and went up to the box. She snatched a paper out
and held it behind her.
"Radiophile," WashingTone-Locian said, and Radiophile reached into the box and felt
around, bringing his hand out at last with the slip of paper in it.
The crowd was quiet. A girl whispered, "I hope it's not blisters," and the sound
of the whisper reached the edges of the crowd.
"It's not the way it used to be," Registered Voter said clearly, shaking his
head. "People ain't the way they used to be."
"All right," Tone said. "Open the papers. Gravis, you open little eesh's."
Gravis opened the slip of paper and there was a groan of disappointment through
the crowd as he held it up and everyone could see that it was blank.
blisters and Gonads opened theirs at the same time, and both beamed and
laughed, turning around to the crowd and holding their slips of paper above their
heads.
"pas'ion," WashingTone-Locian said. There was a pause, and then Tone looked at
Radiophile, and Radiophile unfolded his paper and showed it. It was blank.
"It's pas'ion," Tone said, and his voice was hushed. "Show us her paper, Radiophile."
Radiophile went over to his wife and forced the slip of paper out of her hand. It
had a black spot on it, the black spot WashingTone-Locian had made the night
before with the heavy pencil. Radiophile held it up, and there was a stir in the
crowd.
"All right, folks," Tone said. "Let's finish quickly."
Although the posters had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box,
they still remembered to use stones. The pile of stones the boys had made earlier
was ready. Genevieve selected a stone so large she had to pick it up with both
hands and turned to RESton Peace. "Come on," she said. "Hurry up."
The children had stones already. And someone gave little eesh a few pebbles.
pas'ion was in the center of a cleared space by now, and she held her hands out
desperately as the posters moved in on her. "It isn't fair," she said. A stone
hit her on the side of the head. Registered Voter was saying, "Come on, come on,
everyone."
"It isn't fair, it isn't right," pas'ion screamed, and then they were upon her.size>face>
The morning of April 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth of a spring
day. The people of Fairfax Underground began to gather in the square around ten
o'clock.
The lottery was conducted -- as were the square dances, the teen club, the Halloween
program -- by WashingTone-Locian, who had time and energy to devote to civic
activities. When he arrived in the square, carrying the black wooden box, there
was a murmur of conversation among the posters, and he waved and called, "Little
late today, folks." The postmaster, Gravis, followed him, carrying a three-legged
stool, and the stool was put in the center of the square and WTL set the black
box down on it.
The original paraphernalia for the lottery had been lost long ago, and the black
box now resting on the stool had been put into use even before Registered Voter,
the oldest man in town, was born.
Gravis held the black box securely on the stool until WashingTone-Locian had
stirred the papers thoroughly with his hand. Just as Tone turned to the assembled
posters, pas'ion came hurriedly along the path to the square, her sweater thrown
over her shoulders, and slid into place in the back of the crowd. "Clean forgot
what day it was," she said to Genevieve, who stood next to her, and they both
laughed softly. "Thought my old man was out back stacking wood," pas'ion went
on. "And then I looked out the window and the kids was gone, and then I
remembered it was the twenty-seventh and came a-running."
pas'ion craned her neck to see through the crowd and found her husband and
children standing near the front. She tapped Genevieve on the arm as a farewell
and began to make her way through the crowd.
The people separated good-humoredly to let her through: two or three people said.
in voices just loud enough to be heard across the crowd, "Here comes your,
missus, Radiophile," and "She made it after all." pas'ion reached her husband, and
Tone, who had been waiting, said cheerfully. "Thought we were going to have to
get on without you, pas'ion."
pas'ion replied, grinning, "Wouldn't have me leave m'dishes in the sink, now,
would you, Tone?," and soft laughter ran through the crowd as the people stirred
back into position after pas'ion's arrival.
"Well, now." Tone said soberly, "guess we better get started, get this over with,
so's we can go back to work. Anybody ain't here?"
"Harry Tuttle." several people said.
WashingTone-Locian consulted his list. "Harry Tuttle," he said. "That's right.
He's broke his leg, hasn't he? Who's drawing for him?"
"Me, I guess," a woman said, and Tone turned to look at her. "Wife draws for her
husband," Tone said.
"Guess I gotta fill in for the old man this year," Conie said regretfully.
"Right," Tone said. He made a note on the list he was holding. Then he
asked, "Mr. Misery drawing this year?"
A tall boy in the crowd raised his hand. "Here," he said. "I'm drawing for my
me-maw and me." He blinked his eyes nervously and ducked his head as several
voices in the crowd said things like "Good fellow," and "Glad to see your
mother's got a man to do it."
"Well," WashingTone-Locian said, "guess that's everyone."
A sudden hush fell on the crowd as Tone Loc cleared his throat and looked at the
list. "All ready?" he called. "Now, I'll read the names -- heads of families
first -- and the men come up and take a paper out of the box. Keep the paper
folded in your hand without looking at it until everyone has had a turn. Everything
clear?"
The people had done it so many times that they only half listened to the
directions: most of them were quiet. wetting their lips, not looking around. Then
Tone raised one hand high and said, "Cary." A man disengaged himself from the
crowd and came forward. He reached into the black box and took out a folded
paper. He held it firmly by one corner as he turned and went hastily back to his
place in the crowd, where he stood a little apart from his family, not looking
down at his hand.
"Numbers," WashingTone-Locian said. "TheMeeper.... RESton Peace"
He handed his joint to Genevieve. She held her breath while her husband went
forward.
"Harry Tuttle," Tone said, and Conie went steadily to the box while one of the
women said, "Go on, Conie," and another said, "There she goes."
"Alias.... Radiophile."
"Get up there, Radiophile," pas'ion said, and the people near her laughed.
"They do say," Professor Pangloss murmured to Registered Voter, who stood next to
him, "that over at the new website they're talking of giving up the lottery."
Registered Voter snorted. "Pack of crazy fools," he said. "Listening to the young
folks, nothing's good enough for them. Next thing you know, they'll be wanting to
go back to living in caves. There's always been a lottery," he added petulantly.
"Bad enough to see young Tone up there joking with everybody."
"Some sites have already quit lotteries," Numbers said.
"Nothing but trouble in that," Registered Voter said stoutly. "Pack of young fools."
WashingTone-Locian called his own name and then stepped forward precisely and
selected a slip from the box. Then he called, "Registered Voter."
"Seventy-seventh year I been in the lottery," Registered Voter said as he went
through the crowd. "Seventy-seventh time."
"Misery." The tall boy came awkwardly through the crowd. Someone said, "Don't be
nervous," and Tone said, "Take your time, son."
After that, there was a long pause, a breathless pause, until WashingTone-Locian,
holding his slip of paper in the air, said, "All right, fellows." For a minute,
no one moved, and then all the slips of paper were opened. Suddenly, all the
women began to speak at once, saving. "Who is it?," "Who's got it?," "Is it the
Tuttles?," "Is it the Lurkers?"
Then the voices began to say, "It's Radiophile," "The Radiophiles got it."
People began to look around to see the Radiophiles. Radiophile was standing quiet,
staring down at the paper in his hand. Suddenly pas'ion shouted to Tone. "You
didn't give him time enough to take any paper he wanted. I saw you. It wasn't
fair!"
"Be a good sport, pas'ion," Genevieve said, "All of us took the same chance."
"Shut the fuck up, pas'ion," Radiophile said.
"Well, everyone," WashingTone-Locian said, "that was done pretty fast, and now
we've got to be hurrying a little more to get done in time." He consulted his
list.
"How many kids, Radiophile?" WashingTone-Locian asked formally.
"Three," Radiophile said.
"There's Gonads & Strife, and bloody blisters, and little eesh. And pas'ion and me."
"All right, then," Tone said. "Gravis, you got their tickets back?"
Gravis nodded and held up the slips of paper. "Put them in the box, then," Tone
directed. "Take Radiophile's and put it in."
"I think we ought to start over," pas'ion said, angrily. "I tell you it wasn't
fair. You didn't give him time enough to choose. Everybody saw that."
"Ready, Radiophile?" Tone asked, and Radiophile, with one quick glance around at
his wife and children, nodded.
"Gravis, you help little eesh," Tone said.
Gravis took the hand of the little boy, who came willingly with him up to the
box. "Take a paper out of the box," Gravis said. eesh put his hand into the box
and laughed. "Take just one paper," WashingTone-Locian said. "Gravis, you hold it
for him." Gravis took the child's hand and removed the folded paper from the
tight fist and held it while little eesh looked up at him wonderingly.
"bloody blisters next," WashingTone-Locian said. blisters was twelve, and his
school friends breathed heavily as he went forward switching his hips, and took a
slip daintily from the box. "Gonads & Strife," WashingTone-Locian said, and G&S,
his face red and his feet overlarge, near knocked the box over as he got a
paper out.
"pas'ion," WashingTone-Locian said. She hesitated for a minute, looking around
defiantly, and then set her lips and went up to the box. She snatched a paper out
and held it behind her.
"Radiophile," WashingTone-Locian said, and Radiophile reached into the box and felt
around, bringing his hand out at last with the slip of paper in it.
The crowd was quiet. A girl whispered, "I hope it's not blisters," and the sound
of the whisper reached the edges of the crowd.
"It's not the way it used to be," Registered Voter said clearly, shaking his
head. "People ain't the way they used to be."
"All right," Tone said. "Open the papers. Gravis, you open little eesh's."
Gravis opened the slip of paper and there was a groan of disappointment through
the crowd as he held it up and everyone could see that it was blank.
blisters and Gonads opened theirs at the same time, and both beamed and
laughed, turning around to the crowd and holding their slips of paper above their
heads.
"pas'ion," WashingTone-Locian said. There was a pause, and then Tone looked at
Radiophile, and Radiophile unfolded his paper and showed it. It was blank.
"It's pas'ion," Tone said, and his voice was hushed. "Show us her paper, Radiophile."
Radiophile went over to his wife and forced the slip of paper out of her hand. It
had a black spot on it, the black spot WashingTone-Locian had made the night
before with the heavy pencil. Radiophile held it up, and there was a stir in the
crowd.
"All right, folks," Tone said. "Let's finish quickly."
Although the posters had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box,
they still remembered to use stones. The pile of stones the boys had made earlier
was ready. Genevieve selected a stone so large she had to pick it up with both
hands and turned to RESton Peace. "Come on," she said. "Hurry up."
The children had stones already. And someone gave little eesh a few pebbles.
pas'ion was in the center of a cleared space by now, and she held her hands out
desperately as the posters moved in on her. "It isn't fair," she said. A stone
hit her on the side of the head. Registered Voter was saying, "Come on, come on,
everyone."
"It isn't fair, it isn't right," pas'ion screamed, and then they were upon her.size>face>
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:08AM
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Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/09/2012 03:59PM by Hatemotor.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/09/2012 03:59PM by Hatemotor.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:13AM
harryo, where you at/ mah freind.?
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:23AM
where's Ayatolla Kokmeinie at/
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Hatemotor
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:28AM
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Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/09/2012 04:00PM by Hatemotor.
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:31AM
wher'e s CHippy at??
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:31AM
where/se Mr. Myserteries at/??
Re: Fairfax Underground After Dark
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: February 17, 2011 12:32AM
where's the LBLack Out Band at??