'meaning'
- kel: yes
- SPOON IS PLAYING RIGHT NOW IN OUR HOUSE
- em: hah, i was listening to them earlier
- kel: MSSR VALENTINE
- em: nice.
- kel: QUALITY
- em: tell britt daniels i love him
- kel: BRITT
- HEY BRITT
- em: in a non-platonic way
- kel: WAKE UP BRITT
- em: HAHA
- kel: i think he od'd
- em: WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?
- kel: YESE
- he just wanted to have a 'meaningful ' night
- but maybe also 'get some'
- YOU CAN'T HAVE IT BOTH WAYS BRITT
- em: oh, britt, i could show you 'meaningful' beyond any drug...
- why'd you have to go and do that?
- kel: oh he's waking up
- he wants to know how tumblr makes money
- annnnnnnnnd he's out again
- em: VIP service soon to be rolled out
- just whisper it in his ear
- kel: lulz
- em: he's just faking it anyway
- kel: AHHHH I BENT DOWN TO WHISPER AND HE GRABBED ME
- HALLLLLLLPPPPPPP
- em: did he touch you inappropriately?
- kel: ...is it inappropriate if i like it
- em: yes.
- MINE.
- kel: TUMBLR....IS....A...WEBSITE
- em: both of you.
- kel: noooooo he's all puking up whiskey and sparks and glitter
- em: lol
- kel: not the drink sparks either
- actual sparks
- IS HE A ROBOT
- em: i told him not to drink that lone star after all that whiskey
- damnit britt, you never listen to me!
- nah, we gave him chalmydia very carefully to make sure he was mammalian.
- do me a favor
- speak khoualllla to him and see what happens.
- kel: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
- HE TURNED INTO CONOR OBERST
- WHAT HAVE I DONE
- em: quickly! play the theremin!
- kel: the soothing sounds of the theremin have transformed him into jeff mangum
- SHIT HE DISAPPEARED
- em: ok, we're getting there
- yells after him IT'S GONNA BE OK, BRITT
- WE'LL FIND YOU
- kel: THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE
- em: all right, galactic trendsetters, it's time to go on a journey!
- everyone put on your psychonaut helmets
- kel: LAST TIME I JUST STAYED WITH CONOR OBERST
- em: WE'RE GOING INTO THE 5TH DIMENSION TO GET HIM
- kel: AT LEAST HE HAD COKE
- em: ok, kelly. supplies: we need a flashlight, a fleshlight, a texas flag, 20 shotgun shells, 2 cases of lone star beer, and a mule in the space ship.
- WE HAVE TO MOVE!
- oh and rope
- lots of rope
- kel: HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA
- em: including some twizzlers rope
- kel: i am laughing so hard
- best list
- em: yeah, we pretty much rule
- kel: oh wait there's britt
- never mind
- em: quick, grab the rope!
- kel: can i eat these twizzlers
- oh
- em: make a lasso
- kel: hahahahaha
- em: heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere britt britt brit
- kel: he's distracted by the flag
- em: sookie sookie!
- good! keep waving it!
- kel: and the fleshlight
- i threw it to him and he caught it
- ....
- NOT WITH HIS HANDS
- em: nice work!
- kel: I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN HOLD ON ANY LONGER
- em: fashion the other end of the lasso to the mule. let him do the pulling!
- kel: JUST WANT TO EAT TWIZZLERS AND WATCH TEH BIG LEBOWSKI
- em: i knew you were weak, that's why i brought samuel here.
- : pats the mule:
- kel: s...s...samuel?
- em: : mule snorts, kicks its heels :
- (samuel is the mule)
- kel: /me cries
- em: it's ok, sweetie
- just go eat the twizzlers
- kel: WHY DOESN'T GCHAT LET ME USE IRC CONVENTIONS
- em: you can sit right over there
- kel: /ME JUST LOOKS STUPID
- WHERE'S CONOR
- em: i dunno, but meebo just put an asterik in front of your name both times you tried
- kel: oh
- em: ah. sniffle your nose three times.
- 1...
- kel: LOL
- em: 2...
- 3!
- kel: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
- em: hark! who's that waif-like shadow in the distance.
- kel: i'll send out sad waves
- em: methinks i hear a quavering voice trying to sing, slightly cracking, due to too-tight pants
- kel: i hope he saved some coke
- annnnnnd scene.
