NOW let me introduce myself as I was gonna do but didn't. My name is Soggy Caca Jopageri Dolenz McCartney Nesmith Ferrari WarnerWarner, Honourary Knight of the Order of the Running Dog Lackeys (that eat underwear). Otherwise known as Sogglesby, Sogganini, swag, swaggy, swagoo, swageroo, and The Hyper Chipmunk. scared yet?

I yam Washy. The Washiest Wash of the Washomatic Washmachine Washburns of the Washington era. Also known by many other names such as Admiral Pepper, Washerson, Admiral Al, Calavicci, and a few other billion. But you can call me Washy. I'm just that nutty. Y'know... I yam Washy Sockatoomie Calavicci-Starr-Dolenz.

Chrissy` is Chrissy Jonesette Artful Dodger Jonah Abee-Sherman-Dolenz-Jones
SoVeryHigh: Oh.
SoVeryHigh blinks
SoVeryHigh: SOMEBODY ELSE WITH A SURNAME THE SIZE OF LIVERPOOL!!!!!

SoddingWash sells trout to all the trout slappers, er people who slap trout, no that ain't right, trout who slap people, no, um, people who slap trout with people, no trout who slap trout weith trout, or is it people who slap trout with trout, I've got it, Trout who slap trout with People!

JoePublic: HEY LOOK!
JoePublic: ITS A DIFFERENCE!
JoePublic: RIGHT OVER THERE!
JoePublic: SITTING ON THE COFFEE TABLE!
Sunscreen: where
Sunscreen: huh
JoePublic: lol
Sunscreen: make sense
JoePublic: :P
JoePublic changes topic to "And so the great sogganinni master of making no cents, ordered the great Wash A Sockie... to make sense....therefore making no sense herself, the great wash a sockie ignored the great soggarooney and wondered if this topic is too long..."
JoePublic changes topic to "After finding out the answer, the great wash a soggy wondered how come her name kept changing...and therefore realised why the word of the day is twit, cos i am."
JoePublic changes topic to "the not so great but used to be so great wash a socky (cos soggy stole all the greatness for herself but she doesn't know it yet, so there :P) forgot what she was going to say....."
JoePublic changes topic to "oh yes, the not so great and even less greater (isn't that a contradiction?) wash a swaky changed the topic yet again and remembered that she wondered where the eternally great Westeroony and the very very very very infinity and beyond you stupid git, Soggy... are at...were doing...whatever"

Joe Public: i think i'll keep going as i'm bored and the topic is flourishing with my sense of humour which no one gets but me, but thats okkay cos i'm bored and the topic is flourishing with my sense of humour which no one gets but me, but thats okkay cos i'm bored and the topic is flourishing with my sense of humour which no one gets but me, but thats okkay cos i'm bored and the topic is flourishing with my sense of humour which no one gets but me, but thats okkay cos i'm bored and the topic is ....
Soggy: BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Joe Public: at least that had a reaction :P

Soggy: you know our doglackey saga reminds me very much of somethin john would write

Washy: people ask you the DUMBEST questions: How are you? What are you doing? How's the internet? How's Quantum LEap? How's the Beatles? Fine. I'm sitting here with you. Well, it's workin. I've seen all but two eppies. Dunno, ask them.

Soggy:I GOT TWINKIES ON MY FINGAHS

Washy: my soggy lies over the web page my soggy lies over potty my soggy lies over the conspircy so don't let the sogg lie to me <----dunno it rhymed
no harm was meant to be caused by this stupid parody, if any offense was taken, we'll give you our ombridge too
Soggy:
BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAAA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHHAHAHAHA

Octavious: nyaa
Soggy: what's nyaa mean
Octavious: nya means nehyah which means yes

Soggy: Happy Christmas Kyoko
Happy Christmas Sean
Happy Christmas Eve
Happy Christmas John Boy

Soggy:(How about it, all you viewers out there in TV Land...think I'm makin Wash crazy yet?)

"obsessions are like tranquilisers...they only work for a little while" - the wisdom of the great swaganinni

Soggy:Once upon a time there was a person. She was Sara. But Sara wasn't her. So she became Soggy. But then Soggy became un-soggish and Soggy was all dried up. Oh dear. See Soggy. See Soggy run. run, sog, run

Washy:i'm taking the depressed meaning of mizedy mizedy prolly being adding a y worse than mized itself now if you go on and figure all the forms mized takes you could be swallowed by the ground you are summersaulting on any minute now, but what goes down must come up so eventually you would return to normal. the end.

Washy:WHEEEEE I decided to sign thy g-bookie....again...prolly for he first time in 1999...mebbe the first time since well.. a very long time... anyhow i yam nuts. well no my name isn't nuts....or yes it is....washy...what kinda nameis washy... that hasta be nuts... but my name isn't Nuts... i mean i don't go by the name Nuts, but my name is nuts, but its not... oh sod it ...
Soggy: Gah...you should see me...I'm a long-haired idiot in a tyedyed tshirt and denim shorts leapin around the house like an idiot with a bottle of sunblock in one hand. And it's JANUARY, for cryin out loud.
Washy: As Leader of the Organisation of the Stupidest Twits in the World, i demand you, stop sniffiing that suntan lotion. Why sniff suntan lotion when you can settle on chocolate wafers?
I dunno....it ain't funny anymore. Don't sue me. Sue them. They did it. It's not my Fault. Its a bloody conspiracy! My APPLIANCES ARE KEEPING ME FROM MAKING JOKES>....>AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Washy: um um um um......soggo.... um um um um um um um mebbe our comps are in the conspiracy together
Washy: i didn't only peer, my comp hate sme.... it's a conspiracy i tell you....

Washy:i have a deep trust for you... it goes all the way down to the bottom of the earth and continues until oblivion with no point in continuing since it always hasta potty anyways......

Soggy explaining what ouisida means...
oui - yes in french
si - yes in spanish
da - yes in russia
it's like "yesyesyes"

The story of soggy:
McCartney: I wanted to make Woodstock
bahies: lol
McCartney is workin on it...but it's haarrrdd
McCartney: cos I wasn't there, you see....
bahies: yea you were.... y'see back in a "previous life" you were a beatle diggin hippie except before the 60s ended you were at a gig and some idiot smashed his guitar on yer head and you died and were reborn 20 years later
McCartney: BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA
(Later while retelling to Linda not implying that Pete Townshed is an idiot...this was added...)
MajorHappy: she's actually 49
McCartney: the last place I went was Woodstock and Pete
Townshend accidentally crushed me with a guitar that's how close I was to the stage
MajorHappy giggles and sogg never sawr jimi hendrix.....except as she was being limply carried away

We now nedicate this dite in honour of the four spreetles, poll, gorge, Nhoj, and Pinky.... and to anyone who has no byehalls, or roovy geyes..lest yer a snozzle then sod it.. anyways on with the best (JoePublic)

The plot is to have no plot...at least not one visible to the hooman high.(JoePublic)

A tiny little story concieved by a bunch of weirdos y'know...influenced by anything, but mostly john lennon and monty python at the time....:

So thus short man having said "Fretty Plowers" moved on the street. Short man was named Port Shan. Won hintch toll, was this nort sham. He sprived in the land of Poogeywabagooooooonixupson. A long with nother peep hull, smoll in statcher. Heavy Twosdei Port buried his sead in the hand. The hand immediately skreetched "Good heavens silly hevvimun out of Bangalore!" The hand had fallen out of a shourlass, and wanted to leave the awful Smicklajooban colture. Yet many grean Holsterknackers had chased many moons over for the thioretic hand. The chronological philosophical arthemetical thereoms of adapting to uncivilsed in viron mints were taught unskeptically in scroll.
"Unskeptical scrolls of obsoleteity!" tropresteted young basement halliferously. Port packed purple pickles ponderingly pouncing purposely apon piss poottase. He wont Ed to fail...therefore success was brought upon him in his failing. Phort floundered flagiantly feveriously aphon fa friday, losing larry's loverly leyeballs. Ink is dominant in many cases of random vibrations of sonar waves, found inn-side the average teenager's klozet. A substance not funded far enough for popping pimple people tis tea, tunless in teen-gland Twists of the tongue may resound in reading certain alibis of pinched penguins.
Port winned two tea garden off plowers, hand satta pond hey terrific trouser tank turancula type tree tin tags. Jaigurugoogoog'devaooommmmmmmm is a lesson which all Haram-Hishis ot to bae flooant inn. Zeyaa lernfrom teabest. Palindromes sem ordnilap compared two birds in a taxidermist's clutches..
Cococococococococop the candy cop..... < THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
Dodododododododododododo bird of contact lenz..... < CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
wawawawaawawawak the burping dig snack < CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
Bah. < CONTINUATION OF CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
lalalalalalalaalalalap was a grand lil lad with his lips a bit chapped. < CONTINUATION OF CONTINUATION OF CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
Tatatatatatatatatatatea was the drink of RWTVers everywhere. < CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG>
rororororororot while her of plot. < CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
Anananananananananon of many belonion < CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE CONTINUATION OF THE THIMBLING THEME SONG >
ththththththth end of the thththththimblingngng ththththththththeme ssssssong < NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE WHO STUTTERS IN PREFORMING THE THIMBLING THEME SONG. ALL SPRITES REPRESEVERED BY SMOGG AND DOSH >
wewewewewewewewewewe lide, as alasthah twasn't theend, yet thisis. < TEEHEE >

RonNastea: i mean the phrase "huggies diapers" you remember that and the last time we said it (well sans the time we said it 5 minutes ago and the time previously stated in this sentence...) was about half a year ago

RonNastea: my sense of humour has been revitalised it now is cacafree with pepsid AC

RonNastea: all characters in this film are created by idiots. any relation or resemblance is purely concicidental, either that or we stuck a camera in your house and based the story on your petty little life and then realised that we'd hafta make it a little bit better so mebbe you'd realise what yer missin you twit.....

RonNastea: my fave day has always been thursday......so sod the coincidences we're browsing brains again...lesee a brain was made it was split in half... the cynicality went to one side and the humour went to both....other additives were added as they went along and before they knew it the half a brains exploded and got all mixed up therefore when created again made two almost identical brains, yet in order to fix it that they were not twins one brain was held back for three years....

RonNastea: man yes we're back to normal
RonNastea: (thats an understatement)
RonNastea: (no that was you dink)
RonNastea: (no that was an understatement under the understatement under the statement)
RonNastea: (no i'm under all of ye so i'm the understatement)
RonNastea: (are not)
RonNastea: (are too)
RonNastea: (you're a totally different statement)
RonNastea: (no i'm not)
RonNastea: (you are now too)
RonNastea: (I've moved)
RonNastea: (did not you're still up there)
RonNastea: ( i have too)
RonNastea: (i'm an idiot and i enjoy it)
RonNastea: (you do not)
RonNastea: (yes i do)
RonNastea: (you're a twit)
RonNastea: (you say i'm not an idiot, yet i'm a twit)
RonNastea: (yes you are)
RonNastea: (I am not)
RonNastea: (I have a multipicictabclly typolality reorder)