-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
< robf> There's some fucked up shit in this building. I keep sneezing something that smells bad.
< robf> It's a historical building ;p
< bda> It's probably airborne cancer.
< robf> Probably.
< robf> I've turned into a pussy since I quit smoking.
< robf> Dumbest thing I ever did.
< robf> Now they taste like burning wool. I had to get sick for a week to quit, now I'll have to get drunk for a week to start up again.
< bda> Truly, you are the cradle from which all good health shrieks at 3am.
< robf> I'll dance on your grave.
< robf> All your graves.
* robf shakes fist
< bda> Only because someone has dug you up and is applying eletricity to your decomposed flesh.
< robf> It still counts.