Hey Sparky, You Big Steaming Pile of Smelly Dog Shit.

[Ambrosious]

Feel any better? I'm concerned AND I get to call you a Big Steaming Pile of Smelly Dog Shit.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

I never stay down too long....

A half hour is long for me.

And when you have a built in self-theraputic method of releive - as I do (that song) - I was smiling before I finished it. And.....

Just performed it for my collegues. And....

Am recording it (with guitar) this afternoon.

Fact is I'm reassembling my CD, Sparky's Spew this afternoon and should burn a new master - I could copy it easy and send you a copy if I knew which way and how to send it.

 

[Ambrosious]

How about US mail? I could send you my address...

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

If you don't care I have it - fine....

e-mail it to me and I'll send you a complimentary CD - but you have to share your review with the board.

 

[Ambrosious]

You have mail.

 

[sariethebrat]

I'm a musician....i thump and tickle the ivories...and i heard that fart you laid in the chat sparky....sounded like an open E on the bass.....or low C on the keys....maybe you could incorporate the "fart" sound into your cd with distortion off your amp....

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

It was actually a sub harmonic B....

B for bowel.

 

[sariethebrat]

hahahahahahahahahahharofllmfao...you rock...dern...wish i had thought of that one....