A Wallyesque Chat Share Thread

OK, that oughta lure some people in :wink:

As most of you will know, there’s this program called Napster. Now, for obvious reasons, I will not get into the specifics and legal boundaries of said program. Personally, I only use it for scientifc reasons. I wanna be a big-ass lawyer one day. Right.

Having placed all the necessary Caveat Emptor signs, let’s continue to my real message. See, Napster just came up with a new version of their browser. It’s got many new features, amongst which a very cool instant messaging tool. You can chat with other users about music, and whatnot.
Earlier tonight, the following chat occured between me and someone who claimed to be a celebrity. It was so funny, I just wanted you all to read it. So here goes; I’m sure you’ll recognise who is who.

<MHarket> hello are you there
<ColdestFire> Yeah?
<MHarket> how are you i see you like our band
<ColdestFire> Our band?
<MHarket> yes A-ha
<ColdestFire> Huh. Yeah, sure. Are you gonna sue me for copyrights now grin?
<MHarket> no this is not elegal to chat
<MHarket> and it is good advertising
<ColdestFire> I see. I thought you guys were on tour.
<ColdestFire> BTW, I’m really Ozzy Osbourne.
<MHarket> we are
<MHarket> we leave brazil later
<MHarket> magne likes you then
<ColdestFire> OK… so what would the singer of Aha do with Napster? I’m sure you can afford to buy CD’s.
<MHarket> we use it to chat to fans and sometimes to get rare stuff even we cannot remember doing
<ColdestFire> Ah, OK. So how can we establish for sure you’re really Morten? Oh, wait. I’ll believe you when you can tell me what Dutch toen you played in last But you gotta tell me within 10 seconds from… now!
<ColdestFire> Dutch town, of course.
<MHarket> vienna
<ColdestFire> ROFLMAO
<ColdestFire> Sorry, no cigar :wink:
<MHarket> sure we do know
<ColdestFire> OK, repeat after me: Vienna is in Austria.
<MHarket> why
<MHarket> ok we will find somebody who would like to talk to us
<ColdestFire> Because it is :wink:
<ColdestFire> Fine, good luck
<MHarket> hope you keep bying our music bye for now

Thanks, Morten Harket, and all the best of luck in your musical future :smiley:

Clour me blonde. How is that Wallyesque?

I’ve never been able to sustain such a coherent conversation for more than ten seconds. It’s all gibberish from then on. Everybody knows that. :smiley:

I’ll take “Incredulous Celebrities” for a hundred, Alex.

Sorry, but I don’t get any of it. Who is Morten Harket?

Oh my god! You are Ozzy Osbourne? Even though I don’t listen to your music, that is so cool! When you come to Ohio this summer, could you bite the head off of a chicken for me?

::sarcasm meter blows up::

Napster is the only way to get out-of-circulation songs.
I love it for that. The Chat areas seemed too lame to get involved with.

Wally, Wally, Wally, the adjective came from the slightly surreal experience of a lame wannabe getting “putzed” by your loyal lieutanant-in-arms. See, Coldfire came across a troll, and a ridiculous one at that, but thanks to your tutelage turned him into a gerbil and cast him into a canal.

Or a brothel.

Ya trained Clog-boy right, Wally! Now he’s having surreal experiences, of a sophisticated Euro-trash style, but Coldfire still did ya proud!

At least I think what’s happened.

Nevermind, you still got immortalized in a putz-meister, surrealistic category.

Uhh…right, Coldfire?

Veb

Ooooooh! Of course.

I’m a dummy.

Thanks for turning on the light, Veb.

::mystified blinking::

Thanks, Wally. Not sure it was a light, exactly, so much as inspired and applied bullshit.

But whatever…Coldfire is a Stand Up Guy, and I’m sure he hasn’t forgotten his role as Designated Putz-Meister.

Though the gerbil in the brothel analogy brought tears to my eyes.

Veb

I’m still laughing, Veb.

God, I wish I had your way with words. :smiley:

OMG! Morton Harket! I had the hugest crush on him when I was a teenager (sigh)! Say, Coldfire…if he chats with you again give him my email address!

Unless, of course, it’s not really him… :smiley:

Veb –
I thought it went:

“Wally, Wally, Wally, get your adverbs here.
Father, son and Wally, get your adverbs here…”

And before anyone posts it, I know the 70s era Schoolhouse Rock song was Lolley.

(gasp!!!) Blasphemy!