QUACK

CelticPiping: me sick today
CelticPiping: :-(
SaintLukas: doh
SaintLukas: go home?
CelticPiping: nah
CelticPiping: gonna tough it out
SaintLukas: k
CelticPiping: if Kurt Shilling can.....
CelticPiping: the bloody sock spurs me on
SaintLukas: heh
SaintLukas: you need a waffle and some doriots
SaintLukas: doritos
SaintLukas: doriotoisresd
CelticPiping: lol
CelticPiping: welcome to the club!
CelticPiping: mitt boy
SaintLukas: my fingers are grown webs or somethin
CelticPiping: sweet
CelticPiping: everythighn rollin off yer back?
CelticPiping: :-D
SaintLukas: yeah
SaintLukas: and people keep coming by my office to throw me scraps of bread
SaintLukas: its really unnerving
CelticPiping: nice
CelticPiping: poop everywhere
SaintLukas: yeah
CelticPiping: everyone itchin
CelticPiping: everythign feelin like it's in a row..
SaintLukas: and then i haQUACK...uh oh...QUACK
CelticPiping: lol
SaintLukas: nice, in a row. good one. QUACK
CelticPiping: this is gettin bloggable
SaintLukas: m
SaintLukas: gopherit
CelticPiping: bumah :
CelticPiping: me = ESC boy
CelticPiping: O:-)
SaintLukas: quackity...i mean, quality