simonfk1:	hey hojmo. did you have a nice little SF weekend? sorry i 
		missed you. i was a little sloppy
RentaSloth:	it was a hoot as usual
RentaSloth:	where the fuck were you
simonfk1:	heh, i'm sure.
RentaSloth:	f
simonfk1:	um
RentaSloth:	l
RentaSloth:	a
RentaSloth:	k
RentaSloth:	e
simonfk1:	not like you guys called me at all!
RentaSloth:	i couldn't locate the phone
simonfk1:	as far as i go, there was a cream colored suit, a couple 
of girls, bottles upon bottles of jack daniels and a pair of tights 
discarded on the floor in my room  and some other stuff too. none of which 
i can remember at the moment
simonfk1:	i think the phone was up my ass
simonfk1:	or perhaps yours
RentaSloth:	so that's where it was
simonfk1:	amy told me she was lying around with you and elly and 
austin and was trying to get you all to get it on
RentaSloth:	we did
simonfk1:	you did?
simonfk1:	heehee
RentaSloth:	i rolled around with them all
RentaSloth:	when they were sleeping
simonfk1:	ooh the sauciness of it all
RentaSloth:	i crawled into bed with them and started touching them
RentaSloth:	and austin started mumbling
simonfk1:	haha
RentaSloth:	"it's the right tire....that's where the rat ate the 
pie..."
RentaSloth:	i dunno what that means
simonfk1:	haha
RentaSloth:	now they won't talk to me
RentaSloth:	i must've touched something wrong
simonfk1:	haha
simonfk1:	the wrong spot.
RentaSloth:	and austin kept saying things like
RentaSloth:	"i reckon i'll go out and get me some beer"
RentaSloth:	"i don't reckon i like what you're doing down there"
RentaSloth:	"i reckon"
simonfk1:	so you have returned to la to the magical life of avid 
editing. i hear it's hot as fuck.
simonfk1:	dude
simonfk1:	i'm bored today
RentaSloth:	it's hot i think 
RentaSloth:	i haven't been out
simonfk1:	ah
RentaSloth:	i'm boared too
simonfk1:	board
RentaSloth:	boar
simonfk1:	hella board, even
simonfk1:	bort
RentaSloth:	yup
RentaSloth:	i wanna win a lot of money, simon, help do it
RentaSloth:	how do i get a lot of money 
RentaSloth:	so i won't have to work
simonfk1:	so my new problem is that i have been mysteriously entered 
in a battle of the bands. and we have a month to write two songs. and if 
we win, we get all the door money for the show
simonfk1:	hmm.
simonfk1:	no working, but lots of money? hmm
RentaSloth:	oooooohhh
RentaSloth:	hey
simonfk1:	marraige
RentaSloth:	battle of the bands
simonfk1:	yeah
RentaSloth:	can i help write the song
simonfk1:	with a pirate theme. could you die
RentaSloth:	i have great lyrics
simonfk1:	yeah, please do
RentaSloth:	just give me a day
RentaSloth:	i'll have it for you
simonfk1:	ok, well, i hvae a month so please go go go. and think 
		pirates! arg!
RentaSloth:	arg
simonfk1:	arrr! it's drivin me nuts!
simonfk1:	heeheehee
RentaSloth:	you are boared
simonfk1:	i told you
RentaSloth:	i'm gonna go take a shower
RentaSloth:	smooches
simonfk1:	smooches