Okay, I got on AIM last night around 10:30. This is what I got:

Davey Rootbeer: ....my stomach...

ArkhamDeserted: ...davey?

Davey Rootbeer: tell them i'm going to the hospital..car is ready, my sister's taking me

ArkhamDeserted: what?

Davey Rootbeer: my stomach..cant stand the pain

ArkhamDeserted: davey?

ArkhamDeserted: shit!

Davey Rootbeer: my sister is driving me to the hospital to see what's wrong with my stomach

ArkhamDeserted: ?????????

Davey Rootbeer: ...i'll be ok...

ArkhamDeserted: is it just pain?

ArkhamDeserted: barf?

Davey Rootbeer: just..let them know

ArkhamDeserted: ok ok

ArkhamDeserted: shit!

ArkhamDeserted: dude, get well.

Davey Rootbeer: i think i have ulcers

ArkhamDeserted: SOON

Davey Rootbeer: thanks...

Davey Rootbeer: i'l try to come back asap

ArkhamDeserted: SOON

Davey Rootbeer: and tell Link..

Davey Rootbeer: i'm sorry..

Davey Rootbeer: ..thank you..

ArkhamDeserted: what?

Davey Rootbeer: i'll try to be back as soon as possible

ArkhamDeserted: what's wrong with link?

Davey Rootbeer: he might hate me

ArkhamDeserted: NO

ArkhamDeserted: i'll never let that happen

Davey Rootbeer: OW..i have to go now

ArkhamDeserted: ok

ArkhamDeserted: get going

Davey Rootbeer: i'll be fine..

Davey Rootbeer: just, let them know

ArkhamDeserted: i will. both sites. right now.

Davey Rootbeer: ...thank you so much

ArkhamDeserted: now get out of here.

ArkhamDeserted: GO

Davey Rootbeer: alright..

Davey Rootbeer signed off at 10:56:43 PM.

You all now officially know as much as I do. If you pray, keep Davey in your prayers. If you don't pray, then think happy thoughts. If you spam, DO NOT do it on this topic. I won't respond well.

Davey, I hope that you'll be reading this TOMORROW. Get well soon.

-- Anonymous, October 27, 2002

Answers

Hmm...my theories for this range anywhere from bad food, ulcers, and appendicitus. In anycase, I do hope for a speedy recovery.

-- Anonymous, October 27, 2002

Daveys dead! Daveys dead! Yaaaaaayyyyyy!

I mean, uh, most heartfelt recovery wishes. Id like to really put earnest thought and hope into some sort of recovery message, but see, I KNOW that I hate pity whenever my stomach starts eating itself (it used to do that a lot when I was younger) and I dont know how Davey would react to hugs and kisses. MANLY hugs and kisses, of course.

-- Anonymous, October 27, 2002

jesus tapdanceing christ...

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

Like I said elsewhere...good luck, mi hermano. :-(

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

Get well soon my rootbeer addicted friend...hmm i hope they let you have it in hospital or you might get cold turkey...or maybe this is a good time to quit the filthy habit...

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

::sigh:: Poor Davey... I really do hope he gets well soon. ::can't help but feel that it's her fault, seeing as everything always is:: ::sends him a card and 50 cans of gourmet rootbeer, if there is such a thing::

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

we shoud find out what hospital he is at...and do somthing

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

EEP! I hope he gets well soon! We should send him cards and stuff! Yeah, address them to Davey Rootbeer at .... Wonder if they'd know who that was.... Heh. N-E-wayz, GET WELL SOON DAVEY ROOTBEER!!!!!!!!! *Peace n hair grease!*
~SJ~

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

hehehehehehe....hope you get a cute nurse.(Not being pervert, just joking around.) Anyway, STAY AWAY FROM THE DOCTORS PROBINNG HANDS AND UNCOMFORTABLE QUESTIONS.

You know, reading my post, I think I really should go to sleep now.

-- Anonymous, October 28, 2002

Well I alrdy know, your still alive. but uh btw, if your stressed...nuttin kills stress like a fat johnny does

-- Anonymous, October 29, 2002

Dude get better soon.

-- Anonymous, October 29, 2002