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Arcuss - Student  |
A way out west there was a fella, fella I want to tell you about, fella by the name of Kevin Laude. At least, that was the handle his lovin' parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Laude, he called himself DJ Sith. Now, DJ Sith, that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then, there was a lot about the DJ that didn't make a whole lot of sense to me. And a lot about where he lived, like- wise. But then again, maybe that's why I found the place s'durned innarestin'.
They call Addison the City of easily attainable liguor. I didn't find it to be that exactly, but I'll allow as there are some nice folks there. 'Course, I can't say I seen London, and I never been to France, and I ain't never seen no queen in her damn undies as the fella says. But I'll tell you what, after seeing Addison and thisahere story I'm about to unfold--wal, I guess I seen somethin' ever' bit as stupefyin' as ya'd see in any a those other places, and in English too, so I can die with a smile on my face without feelin' like the good Lord gypped me. Now this story I'm about to unfold took place back in the early nineties--just about the time of our conflict with Sad'm and the Eye-rackies. I only mention it 'cause some- times there's a man--I won't say a hee-ro, 'cause what's a hee-ro?--but sometimes there's a man. And I'm talkin' about the DJ Sith here-- sometimes there's a man who, wal, he's the man for his time'n place, he fits right in there--and that's DJ Sith, in Addison,TX. ...and even if he's a workaholic, and DJ is certainly that--quite possibly the busiest man in the Jedi Academy. ...which would place him high in the runnin' for busiest worldwide--but sometimes there's a man. . . sometimes there's a man. Wal, I lost m'train of thought here. But--aw hell, I done innerduced him enough. This post was edited by Arcuss on Feb 16 2003 05:33pm. |
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Arcuss - Student 
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I just "Dropped" in to see what condition my condition was in... |
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Nemesis Nova - Student 
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/me pokes arcuss eye with a wodden stick *A man puts back the pop music on the jukebox and runs away screaming: " I'M GOD. I'M JESUS, ALLAH AND ALL THOSE GOOD FELLAS! FEEEEAR ME!!" <--Nova--> _______________ Stop with the stupid sigs would you? Yea sure, why not, i'll stop asking myself things too... |
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Arcuss - Student
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*The pop song on the jukebox has ended; someone puts on "Tumbling Tumbleweeds." A man saunters up to the bar to take the stool that Walter vacated. He is middle-aged, amiable, craggily handsome--Sam Elliot, perhaps. He has a large Western-style mustache and wears denims, a yoked shirt and a cowboy hat.* TO THE BARTENDER: -MAN- D'ya have a good sarsaparilla? *We recognize the voice of Arcuss whose narration opened the thread.* -Chiss- Sioux City Sarsaparilla. *Arcuss nods.* -Arcuss- That's a good one. *Waiting for his drink, he looks amiably around the bar. His crinkled eyes settle on DJ Sith.* -Arcuss- How ya doin' there, DJ? *DJ Sith, still staring down at his drink,shakes his head.* -DJ Sith- Ahh, not so good, man. -Arcuss- One a those days, huh. Wal, a wiser fella than m'self once said, sometimes you eat the bar and sometimes the bar, wal, he eats you. -DJ Sith- (absently) Uh-huh. That some kind of Eastern thing? -Arcuss- Far from it. -DJ sith- Mm. *The bartender puts a brown bottle and a frosted glass on the bar in front of Arcuss, who touches his hat brim.* -Arcuss- Much obliged. *He looks back at the DJ Sith. -Arcuss- I like your style, DJ. *DJ Sith Looks up, ABSENTLY:* -DJ Sith- Well I like your style too, man. Got a whole cowboy thing goin'. -Arcuss- Thankie. . . Just one thing, DJ. D'ya have to use s'many cuss words? *DJ Sith looks at Arcuss as if just now noticing how out of place the cowpoke is.* -DJ Sith- The f**k are you talking about? *Arcuss chuckles indulgently and pushes off from the bar.* -Arcuss- Okay, have it your way. *He brushes his hat brim with a fingertip.* -Arcuss- Take it easy, DJ. -Dj Sith- Yeah. Thanks man. This comment was edited by Arcuss on Jun 01 2003 07:17pm. |
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DJ Sith - Jedi Council 
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SHOMER SHABBAS! _______________ My car is made of Nerf. |
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Sared - Retired 
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WOOT! Addison is actually a pretty cool place to hang out though. What's even better is going into The West End of Dallas, good eatin' out there! _______________ I'm crazy, not stupid. |
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Buzz - Student 
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This aggression will not stand, man. _______________ When you are going through Hell, keep going. -Sir Winston Churchill. Those who seek power and control of others, no matter the level, no matter the intentions, should never be given it. |
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DJ Sith - Jedi Council 
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HECK YEAH!!
*The Dude abides  * _______________ My car is made of Nerf. This comment was edited by DJ Sith on Feb 18 2003 02:06am. |
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Narsil - Student 
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.. what? _______________ "...and the sword of Elendil filled Orcs and Men with fear, for it shone with the light of the sun and of the moon, and it was named Narsil." Former Padawan of NoFrikinFun and Lightning Rod |
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Arcuss - Student
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"Tumbling Tumbleweeds" has come up on the jukebox, and Arcuss ambles up to the bar.
-Arcuss- Howdy Do, DJ. -DJ Sith- Oh, hey Arcuss, how are ya? I wondered if I'd see you again. -Arcuss- Wouldn't miss the Knight trials. How things been goin'? -DJ Sith- Ahh, you know. Strikes and gutters, ups and downs. *Arcuss's eyes crinkle merrily.* -Arcuss- Sure, I gotcha. *The bartender has put two gleaming Guinesses on the counter.* -DJ Sith- Thanks, Chiss...Take care, man, I gotta get back, site updates. -Arcuss- Sure. Keep up the good work, DJ--I know that you will. *DJ Sith, LEAVING, NODS:* -DJ Sith- Yeah man. Well, you know, DJ abides. This comment was edited by Arcuss on Feb 13 2003 10:13pm. |
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