response 126 of 158:

Mar 30 04:26 UTC 1998

For I shall consider the Towel of KK:
For its endges are as the four corners of the Earth:
For its length is like unto the span of heaven; and its breadth is the height
        of the stars:
For its color is that of dawn, and of the rising sun:
And the depth of its fuzz is the height of tall trees.
For yea, it is but a small part of the towels of the universe:
And it has been prophesied that he who Knowether Whereat His Towel Is shall
        have dominion over the earth and sky:
                And it is come to pass
                For KK is the Pimp of the Ages
                And his trusty steel steed, whose name is called Priscilla,
                shall rule again over the desert.
                And he will always be a Bump on a Log in My Heart
                And, lest he forget it, he still oweth me $240 of puddin'
                For his is the Kingdom and the Towel and the Glory, for
                Ever and Ever, All rights reserved, Your milage may vary,
                Amen.

response 128 of 158:

Mar 31 00:45 UTC 1998

Isn't it frightening?

His power has doubled since I taught him how to be obscene in dead languages.

response 130 of 158:

Apr 1 06:55 UTC 1998

<font's reality goes wooka wooka wooka>
Orinoco, have you ever considered the market for mind-altering poems?
Jeez, it's better than Acid.  <font rides her bicycle through large fields
of pink plush pyle>
Cheers, Hurrah!  The poem is accepted in the AccordoHall of Fame!

response 132 of 158:

Apr 1 22:09 UTC 1998

It's very poem-like. How obnoxious. :)

<mutter mutter PRETENTIOUS POETRY PEOPLE>

response 134 of 158:

Apr 2 02:56 UTC 1998

Exactly.  Pretentious snob.  _I_ can see the deeper symbolism inherint in that
towl, the prolatarioate slant of this entire poem... Obviously pretentious.

response 136 of 158:

Apr 4 03:03 UTC 1998

(I suppose...)

response 138 of 158:

Apr 6 05:55 UTC 1998

*We* think it was fitting for the Accordionists Society banquet...anyone for
Rat Coquettes and Rat-filled Cheez Cubes?  My, it is *such* a party...
<PTtTtTtTtTtTtTtTt>

response 140 of 158:

Apr 18 06:50 UTC 1998

Well, I really like the poem - all except the part about calling KK's 
steel steed's name priscilla. What was the steed's name, and if not 
Priscilla, why is the name called something else? Are they trying to 
confuse me? Poems usually manage to do that, so I query the accordion 
poetry helpdesk. <crosses eyes>

response 142 of 158:

Apr 20 00:11 UTC 1998

No, see, now I think you're making stuff up. So there.

response 144 of 158:

Apr 23 20:54 UTC 1998

And Manual is that spanish guy, huh?

response 146 of 158:

Apr 26 05:23 UTC 1998

I'm here.  Whata ya want?

response 148 of 158:

Apr 29 19:16 UTC 1998

I'm from the planet Kuzbaine.
  :-P