GammaGlobulin

In China, the Commies swill the most expensive Cognac, while not appreciating it. Commies are barbarians. Fine Cognac is always wasted on Commie barbarians. And also, they love to swill it.

Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl

Treat your GF like you would treat a more expensive one, and she will reward you, full body. Girls here are amazing for the price. Treat women like fine wine.

Just one cask of Poe. Give me just one cask. Wall me up. Good Cognac is to die for.

Gallo Red. Gallon Jug. Two Dollah. Similar to James Michener's character... Two Dollah. South Pacific. Sometimes, I wonder, if, besides drinking wine, anybody here has read a book.

An MG is a beautiful beast. When I was young, I wracked up one, and put my head halfway through the windscreen. Maybe if I were inclined to tattoo myself, I would would tattoo the scar on the crown of my head, "MG". Anyway, sitting low, going very fast, is worth the risk, in an MG.

MG classic, from the 1950s... Nothing could be finer. An MGB is a toy, by comparison.

YES!!!!!!!!!!! Yes. No comparison. We got class. Also, Tigger, at Tiger, the Old Baldy, is not smart enough to appreciate the IRONY he is always harping about. He loves house cats. House cats are not tigers. And, satire, irony, and truly intellectually biting humor is just beyond Old Baldy.

Philly humor. Let's flock together. Wishing you well. Stiff upper lip, even if one is no longer able to stay stiff, down below, for hours on end. Benjamin Franklin used up much ink throughout his life, and never wasted a drop of ink on his skin. This is why Franklin was so attractive to French women. He wrote a lot, yet he never wrote on himself. By the way, Finicky, I am beginning to think that you and I are peas in a pod. You, as I, have been shaped by great Philly culture, which is almost like the culture of Boston. If we, people like us, should finally exit this world, then such a loss for humankind.... I truly believe this. Take care, my friend..

Great talent, I had always thought. You are fortunate to have met him in Thailand. It's always the guys who bark the loudest who are the sweetest.

Or, perhaps, humans, like cattle, just wish to be branded, even guys from Yale University. In recent years, we have seen a marked uptick in willingness to brand ourselves. This wish to be branded has finally extended to disfigurement of our flesh. Rings in our noses? Only we could do it to ourselves and feel happy about it. If the government were to brand us, there would be a backlash. And, I just love a woman with a ring in her nose. She is the Me Too kind of girl. Human behavior makes no sense to me. Sorry. We always knew that Yale was a school for water buffalo (kwai)... Throughout my life, I have never worn some working-class type of branding, such as you see here at Yale. He thinks he is Hot Stuff, just because he has a big Y. But, this is just a signal of this boy's stupidity. No genius would ever stoop to such a nadir. Stop with the branding, be it on your skin, or just wearing a shirt with a company brand. Why do you insist upon acting like cattle?

No. It is not your cultural outlook. It is only your sense of aesthetics. Someday, social media will stop disfiguring our youth, in body and mind.

There is a philosophical argument that there is a little man inside of us guiding us. Sort of like this... So painful to see, actually.

Everything here works well. I have, honestly, never lived in any place where anything worked so well. I love it here. Get back to work. Stop complaining.

Well, there must be a reason for the resurgence of tattoo popularity in recent years. Just for argument's sake, would you be willing to take a guess? I don't wish to put you out on a limb, but, since you are the first person to reply to this topic, you must have a worthy and valid opinion concerning why the majority of people feel the need to get inked. I don't know why. It's like this. There was an old lady who swallowed a fly. I don't know why she swallowed a fly - perhaps she'll die. And then, she swallowed the dog to catch the cat. Does this remind you of typical human behavior? So then, you say that you don't understand human behavior? If human behavior were logical and predictable, then humanity could take a sigh of relief.

Dear Friends, Just how painful might a tattoo be, on a scale of one to ten? Some say the discomfort of pricking one’s skin is akin to the pain of childbirth. Others say that the pain is similar to being pricked by a <deleted> during virginal coitus. But, how can this be? Fortunately, I have never chosen to be pricked by anyone. I have always been the pricker, and never the pricked. What about you? Many years ago, we read decent novels which titillated us with wordplay. Never were these novels tolerated in polite society. By way of edification, there is a term for novels of this type. This word is a word which was often applied to works by Thackeray. This term is most often applied to novels by Fielding and others. I forget what this word might be. Does anybody know? Just a puzzle for guys who know about the style of books like Tom Jones. Some guys elect to tattoo Chinese characters on their face, on their back, on their arms. They know not the Chinese language. But still…they must be lovers of their unique understanding of Chinese culture. Often, they tattoo nonsense Chinese character combinations on their skin, just for the fun of it. Most guys from the West don’t know the difference between modern Chinese and the 5000-year-old carvings on Oracle Bones. And, thus, they become inked laughing stocks for the rest of their lives. Some might say that tattooing is a sign of creativity or virility. Someday, this tattooing craze will come to an end. And then, will the pain have been worth it? So far, I have not seen anyone with the tattoo: THX 1138. Nor have I seen anyone sporting a tattoo from Bergen-Belsen. Regards, GammaG Note: What are the most artistic tats you have seen so far?

I recall the good old days of wafting aroma from night soil on the fields of Taiwan. PooPoo smells, even today, recall fond memories of these good old days. You new guys to Asia do not know what you have missed, a world which is now beyond your reach. You now live in a sterile world with machinery that cleans your hole, and then dries it, and then heats it to keep you feeling on top of the world. Years ago, travelling to Asia was like travelling to Asia. But, no more. You will never know as much about Asia, no matter how hard you try, as I. Just a fact of time moving inevitably forward. Not your fault. But you lose out, nevertheless.

Yes! You are so right about the good and great boys schools going co-ed. YOU ARE SO RIGHT. Really sad that this option has been lost, because, from my perspective, it is possible to get a better education in an all-boys school. After all...just look how I turned out! Anyway, I really shared your views about this. Tks.

Just a further thought about nuts at Seven: So far, we have yet to see Rocky Mountain Oysters for sale at Thailand's Seven stores. Maybe Seven should start a promotion of prairie oysters. The ad promotion could be.. "Nuts for Free" As you know, Seven stores franchise began in Texas. And, in Texas, you got nuts for free. I forget the name of the theme song which is most suitable for this kind of promotion. May I please be permitted to post it later... Thank you. GammaG I am old enough to recall some of the first Seven stores when I was young. They sold sandwiches and cured meats, such as baloney. I love Lebanon baloney. Those were healthier days when Texas was running the world, I guess... In Texas, they give you REAL food, I guess.... === Wait! Now I recall the best theme song for 7-11. and what you can buy there, these days: Money for Nothing

Peanuts. Salted or plain. Seven has the best peanuts in town. Decent price, too. And one of the healthiest selections among the lesser selections, healthwise. Regards, GammaG

Sometimes I wonder why there is so much contention in the world. Why can't there be more concensus instead of division between us. And this is why I believe that it is a grave mistake not to have a fundamental foundational belief from which more common concensus among us may grow, hopefully helping us to see ourselves as sharing the same beginnings and the same ultimate end, free of religious, metaphysical, and philosophical divide. At the very least, our common understanding of Entropy might tie us together in a way that no religion can. Some have said that we are stardust. But, given enough time, say 10 raised to the power of 1000, what will become of this stardust, when there is no time? The answer is that our very souls contained in this stardust will finally evaporate into nothingness. And then, what is left of our souls will become absolutely free. There will be no light, no photons, no particles, and no corporealiality. We will be free at last. The only Ruler of the Universe still standing will be Entropy and her helper, the second law of thermodynamics. The biggest mistake we make in life is when we refuse to recognize basic science. Science is our friend. We exist today, all 8 billion of us, only through the miracle of science. Don't make the mistake of suddenly denying science at this late date, please.

The biggest mistake in life is our unwillingness to fully understand the integral importance of Entropy which affects us every moment of our existence. Above all things, it is Entropy which is the Supreme Ruler of the universe, and us. Our inability to fully comprehend the concept and reality of Entropy, and its implications, is the single factor which has caused so much grief to us, and humanity as a whole, throughout millenia. True peace of mind can only happen when we fully comprehend the immutable Law of Entropy which rules all things, from the beginning of time unto eternity. Only after we come to terms with the Second Law of Thermodynamics can this truth set us free to live together like brothers, harmoniously. Trust me. GammaG

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