After about 3 or 4 minutes of cricket sounds and silence......
[willwren]: Who farted?
[custom88]: it was me again.
[ieatfeets]: me i own up to it
[custom88]: shouldn't of had that coors light.
[willwren]: you bitch.
[gojo83]: me and I ran everyone off
[ieatfeets]: you dont have to cover for me
[willwren]: Feets, find my cork. I need it for custom.
[custom88]: it tasted like feet.
[willwren]: Don't offer to MILK feet.
[willwren]: Where the hell did that come from?
[ieatfeets]: i know. and yall not only smelled it but tasted it it blew up the county
[willwren]: I actually forget how that milk thing came about........
[gojo83]: no milk for me either
[ieatfeets]: me too. but my quotes are gone. but they will live on in the chat room
[gojo83]: my dog can give me a run for my money though
[gojo83]: and that is sad