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Post by adapted2 on May 18, 2005 4:25:10 GMT -5
Bugs, don't you find it curiously odd that we were both really not quite feeling well enough to sit down and have those malted falcons? I hate telling you this, but I have a few blank spots concerning last night too. Are you sure that implant was all that you removed from my inside my brain? Well, I guess it's too late for me to concern myself about it now, after you fed it to the ducks at the park. Besides, given the circumstances, I still can't quite believe that you saved us like you did! I don't like having blank spaces of time that I can't account for, but hopefully I just have a slight brain infection right now and everything will be restored to me in a few days. What time are we going fishing today, and should I bring the bait? I lost my fishing pole, so I trust that you have one I can borrow. Also, I stayed up late last night and made a blackberry cobbler with the berries you picked for me and I'm bringing it with me today. Should I bring the stun gun in case the calavaris bothers us while we're fishing, or is it nice?
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Post by bugsalive2 on May 18, 2005 11:39:38 GMT -5
Adapted,
Rest assured that I only removed the implant. The damaged tissue, however, will continue to receive a slight input untl it is healed, and there will be minor time distortion as a result. You should be fine in a couple of days. The ducks that I fed the microchips to have been captured, so the agents know that they were tricked. Bring the stun gun in case we have trouble dealing with them. I don't think the calavaris will be a problem, and I have bait and fishing poles. That cobbler sounds good. Be sure and bring it, and if anything happens to separate us, meet me at the hideout.
Bugs Alive
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Post by adapted2 on May 18, 2005 18:31:31 GMT -5
Bugs, I trusted that you knew what you were doing when you removed the implant. It all took place so suddenly, that I'm extremely lucky you've handled that type of situation before. Thanks for explaining things, and for reassuring me. I enjoyed fishing today, but I'd meant for you to take the leftover cobbler to Chico's with you this evening. (Psssst...please bear with me, but because of my current thought distortion...I forgot where the hideout is located. Is it, by any chance, somewhere down on Drucker?)
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Post by bugsalive2 on May 18, 2005 20:47:06 GMT -5
Adapted,
This is an encrypted message. The hideout is on 4th and Drucker, in the old gray sandstone building. I'll be in the last booth in the back. I took the cobbler to Chico's, except for a piece I left you. Wear your dark shades.
Bugs Alive
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Post by adapted2 on May 18, 2005 21:12:55 GMT -5
Thanks, Bugs. I gots me shades on now. You're gonna have to lead me around until this brain lesion heals. Why is it that you aren't having any ill effects from having removed your implant? Oh, I think I know why. Nevermind. How many times have you had to remove them anyway? (Danged guvyment) See ya at the gray sandstone building, in a bit. Glad you took the cobbler, I couldn't remember.
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Post by Hope on May 18, 2005 22:12:07 GMT -5
I have removed three of them in the past and have a forth one lodged in the bone on my foot. That one is tough to get to and no doctor will help me. ;D
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Post by adapted2 on May 19, 2005 4:49:57 GMT -5
Really? Well then, they've attempted tracking your every move, Hope. I didn't know that the guvyment put the implants into feet, but I have hoid of such a thing as having your footsteps traced. Can you detect any beeping that radiates to your brain? When you remove the implants you have to be really careful how, and where, you dispose of them. I hope you can get that remaining one out soon. I think I would leave it at the doctor's office, if it were me, and let them listen in on exactly what he's been doing. Bugs, I've got memory problems...again. I forgot you went to bed early and I got stuck, all night, here on 4th & Drucker. In fact, I'm writing this from the hideout. I think they know I'm here, because a suspicious looking vehicle has been parallel parked, just across the street, since my arrival. In case you're wondering where I am today, I'm staying put, right here, until I feel it's safe to leave. You can reach me by calling BR4-549.
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Post by Understand on May 19, 2005 9:06:27 GMT -5
Had a few of them too. Those rascalie buggers are a pain in the --- where ever they are.
Ma B beeping out.
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Post by bugsalive2 on May 19, 2005 14:20:07 GMT -5
Hello Everybody,
I came in through the old doorway from the cigar shop. I don't think they've seen me, but the alley entrance is being watched closely, and that van that's parallel parked across the street is very suspicious. I brought a random frequency generator to jam any bugs that might be in here. We need to concentrate on ridding ourselve of any implants, like the one in Hope's foot. I thought we might send it out with the icecream delivery truck. Hopefully they will think Hope had disguised herself as the delivery driver, and follow it while we get away.
Bugs
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Post by adapted2 on May 19, 2005 14:34:18 GMT -5
Okay, listen up everybody!!! Fall in, and form a single line, in a disorderly fashion, behind Hope, if you need your guvymental implants removed!
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Post by Hope on May 19, 2005 15:02:39 GMT -5
Yes, I'm first in line but Understand has one inplanted in the dupa. That one might be easier to get to.
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Post by adapted2 on May 19, 2005 15:44:16 GMT -5
Hope, I'm assuming you know then, that since your implant is embedded into the bone, that it is more complicated. I know you're tough, and that you can handle the pain, but just in case you need something to help you, I have spiked a malted falcon with a little something that I'll let you drink, during the removal process. It's on me, but if anybody else needs such assistance, and I hate saying this, but, they'll have to pay me for the medicated beverage. It is a rare Appalachian elixir, so, of course, I don't have it in plentiful supply.
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Post by jodyann52 on May 19, 2005 19:38:04 GMT -5
hey adapted is that where u have been making moonshine.that is some good stuff... ;D so saVE SOME for me...he,he,...
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Post by adapted2 on May 20, 2005 3:04:12 GMT -5
Well...shore nuff, jodyann! You're absotootly correct, and I'll be shore...(hiccup)...shore, shore, shore, shore...(hiccup)...shore, shore... Sea shells? She sails? She SALES...I'll sail you a sea shell...(hiccup)...Ha!...How much ya gimme me for it?...(hiccup)... Here...have a she-she...(hiccup)...Go on!...Take it!...I can't...(hiccup)...slellumum. Ohhh...slel-lum-mum-mum...(hiccup) www.juliescoggins.com/dancing_outlaw_page.htm
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Post by bugsalive2 on May 21, 2005 14:14:26 GMT -5
Adapted, You posted a link to Jessco White's home page, and as you know, it has some additional links at the bottom of the page. I just wanted to make sure that everyone saw the funny pictures. www.juliescoggins.com/photogallery.htmI hope you don't mind that these include a picture of one of your smaller moonshine stills in a sparcely populated area in the mountains of North Carolina. By the way, thanks for keeping our shelves stocked on 4th and Drucker. Respectfully Yours, Bugs Alive
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Post by adapted2 on May 21, 2005 18:30:48 GMT -5
Bugsy, thanks for posting this complimentary link of the funny photographs. No, I don't mind that my little operation, down in North Carolina, is included among the pictures. As long as you don't post any shots taken from the outsides of any of my facilities, that's just fine. You know, you really don't need to thank me, at all, for keeping the shelves stocked. I mean, especially since you've allowed me to go in as co-owner, after winning the place in that coin toss, while I was passed out the other night. I hope I can always hold up this end of our bargain, and I, thank you!
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Post by bugsalive2 on May 21, 2005 19:43:18 GMT -5
Hello,
I was glad that the two attendants that make the chocolate malted falcons have chosen to continue working under the new management. We both know that their loyalty has been proven on many occasions. Where else can one get a chocolate malted falcon that is prepared with such expertise? As you know, we also needed this location for after hours meetings with the group and to serve as our makeshift medical center. I'm anxious for the arrival of the halogen lights. That will make the task of removing microchip implants much easier.
Bugs Alive
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Post by adapted2 on May 23, 2005 6:05:50 GMT -5
Yes Bugs, concerning the two attendants, we certainly are privileged. However, one of them was telling me, just the other day, that they've both been employed there for nearly 40 years, and that the malted falcons happen to be their specialty. So, it's no small wonder, they would possess such a delectable quintessence.
I'd like to encourage everyone, even if they don't suspect that they've been the recipients of any implanted, microchip tracking devices, to please come to our makeshift clinic, located on 4th and Drucker, inside the gray sandstone building. Bugs Alive is considering, perhaps, giving some lectures on the topic, during some of our future, after hours meetings. He is quite capable of carrying out the safe, sanitary removal, of these implants, as well as, sufficient disposable. He knows just exactly what to do.
I am supplying, only a little of, what I know about these chips, in an effort to encourage those of you who may have them to come forward.
The implantable transceiver's signals can be tracked continuously by global positioning satellites. When implanted in the body, the device is powered electromagnetically through the movement of muscles, and is activated by the monitoring facility.
While a number of other tracking and monitoring technologies have been patented and marketed in the past, they are all unsuitable for the widespread tracking, recovery and identification of people due to a variety of limitations, including unwieldy size, maintenance requirements, insufficient or inconvenient power-supply and activation difficulties, according to a company prospectus directly involving the experimental phase of this project.
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Post by adapted2 on May 23, 2005 18:21:44 GMT -5
Bugs, there was an odd, Armenian man loitering in the shop today, that has caused me a lot of concern. Due to his strange behavior, I suspect that he is either working undercover, or that he is suffering the ill effects of an implant himself. All I know, is that he made me extremely uneasy. He was very delusional, acting as though he owned the place, and he was incoherently boasting, about the fact that he was "giving away free high schools". If you could look into the matter, I would appreciate it. I hate bothering you with this, but maybe if you could just hang out there a little, during the day, long enough to observe what I'm talking about, you can make some sense of it. I believe you may be able to offer some assistance to this man, one way or another. Thank you, Adapted.
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Post by adapted on May 24, 2005 2:18:13 GMT -5
Adapted, Where's your stars. Did you get busted? Bugs Alive Adapted say, "How ya like me now"
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