Taco Prophet: hey do you remember when the singer to Boston died?

Taco Prophet: well they got another singer that sounds just like Brad Delp

Taco Prophet: he sounds a lot like him

Taco Prophet: sounds good

DrTuba: really? Brad Delp died?

Taco Prophet: check out the boston site. i think it may still be up there

Taco Prophet: on there*

Taco Prophet: bostonband.com I think

DrTuba: damn i didn’t know that

DrTuba: i woulda done some tributes

Taco Prophet: let me look it up real quick here

Taco Prophet: http://www.bandboston.com/flashsite8_7_08.html

Taco Prophet: scroll down to the bottom of the page

DrTuba: what an annoying site

Taco Prophet: lol

Taco Prophet: I know

Taco Prophet: fsheeeeeeeeeeeeeem

DrTuba: bottom of which page?

Taco Prophet: go to the tab with the band members list. then pick brad delp then scroll to bottom

Taco Prophet: there you will find about his death

DrTuba: he was a vegetarian

DrTuba: that’s why

Taco Prophet: lol

Taco Prophet: of course

Taco Prophet: lol

DrTuba: i’d kill myself if i was

DrTuba: within a month much the less what, 38 years?

Taco Prophet: NO MORE VEGGIES AND SOY BURGERS!!! *stab stab stab*

DrTuba: i’d be sitting there

DrTuba: in an empty room

DrTuba: at a table with a single light above it

DrTuba: on the table would be a soy burger

DrTuba: next to it a gun

DrTuba: i’d look at one, then the other

DrTuba: then back again, deciding which to eat

DrTuba: and eventually settle on the gun

Taco Prophet: lmao

Taco Prophet: *click* BLAM

Taco Prophet: but for me…..

DrTuba: i’d probably give the soy burger the finger with my other hand as i was pulling that trigger

Taco Prophet: I would shoot at the soy burger first. then blow my brains out

DrTuba: the soy burger wants to be destroyed, it’s a food product

DrTuba: shooting it is only another way of giving it what it wants

DrTuba: better to let it sit, unrotting because it’s anti-food and not even insects will eat it

Taco Prophet: 0.0

Taco Prophet: lol

Taco Prophet: ooooooookay

DrTuba: like soy burger hell

DrTuba: and in some factory somewhere

DrTuba: some vegetarian who put love and good energy into that soy burger so that it would nourish some heathen meat eater would break out in a rash that wouldn’t go away

DrTuba: because *that* soy burger remained in existence

Taco Prophet: lol

There are prophets, yae (?… how the hell do you even spell that?), even unto this day.  I converse with one regularly, the Taco Prophet.

What follows is an account of our conversation.  The only editing is for spelling and to remove personal data.

Learn and know, oh plebians of the Taco King!

Taco Prophet: you know whats disturbing, creepy, and wrong?

DrTuba: ?

DrTuba: <pseudonym’s (clever eh?)> sex life?

Taco Prophet: lol

Taco Prophet: and a whole bunch of ewww to that

Taco Prophet: no

DrTuba: lol

Taco Prophet: listening to air supply while playing chaos (Warhammer Online, folks)

DrTuba: lmao

DrTuba: why are you listening to air supply recreationally to begin with?

DrTuba: setting the mood for your hand?

Taco Prophet: this music makes me cry thinking about a lost girlfriend all the while killing innocent villagers in a MMORPG

DrTuba: lmao

DrTuba: well that’s one way to lose them

Taco Prophet: kk all mages accept 1 tank in rvr

Taco Prophet: think well win?

DrTuba: lol

DrTuba: better chance of frosty the snowman walking through downtown hell

Taco Prophet: lmao

Taco Prophet: wow we took one down

DrTuba: w00t

DrTuba: dyslexic devil worshipers sell their soul to Santa

Taco Prophet: lol

DrTuba: build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a night

DrTuba: set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life

Taco Prophet: and very resentful

Taco Prophet: and scared of fire

DrTuba: lol