Age Difference

[john b good]

KevinN / maerim.........

Keep it going!!

The only negative to your contest (s) is that you may take the focus off the tread in question (whatever that might be at the time)

[maerim]

Nope Kev it's just your way with words out of only twenty six letters you are in line for 'ole Will Shakespears title.

I for one am interested in your ass, did you buy it here or import it?

If so was there much hassle with the customs as I have only seen horses, mules and a few ponys here.

Remember the good book about coveting your neighbours ass, I hope you don't do this as you have your own.

Ya mentioned some time ago about putting your ass in a can I am sure this is a typo and what you meant was to slaughter it and then put it in many cans, do you think there is a market for this product?

I think we should be told.

[stroll]

""Pipe threads in Thailand are all cut straight,like machine threads,pipe threads are cut on the taper to seal without bottoming,if they bottom they will not seal,has nothing to with high pressure steam,and anyone that knows his ass from a hole in the ground knows that 1 wrap of Teflon tape is all that is needed and that the tape will not hold pressure,maybe you better go to school and learn pipe fitting before you try to tell me how to do a job that I was trained to do. I have been a pipe fitter and was also a USCG licensed chief engineer with 10,000 hp motors and 17,500 hp steam ticket. ""

now if you have an answer,do so,if not then quit following me around and get a life rimmer.

Kevin is a (retired) plumber!!!

Plenty of material for Maerim to keep the jokes coming for another week!

I suggest either of you to open a new topic called 'battle of the wits-who will have the last word?'.

Watch it Maerim, he's got a gun!

[Tornado]

We know how old Kev is but how old is Maerim?

[Spook]

Age does not matter here in Thailand.

How many guys have you seen with Thai girls that could or should be in school or dating his grandson.

Appearance also does not matter here in Thailand.

How many overwieght guys have you seen with pretty Thai girls.

Nothing to do with money they just LOVE western guys.

[Bluecat]

Nothing to do with money they just LOVE western guys.

Spoooky,...

[KevinN]

still no answer

[maerim]

still no answer  

One of your shorter dissertations I still think I can fit it in the book somewhere.

You still have not enlightened us on your 'Nam exploits I can just imagine you with half a dozen grandkids on your knees telling them how you " took out" the "Gooks" and " Slopes" when you were in 'Nam.

Oh I forgot you lost.

[GuestHouse]

Nothing to do with money they just LOVE western guys.

'

LMAO

[KevinN]

""Pipe threads in Thailand are all cut straight,like machine threads,pipe threads are cut on the taper to seal without bottoming,if they bottom they will not seal,has nothing to with high pressure steam,and anyone that knows his ass from a hole in the ground knows that 1 wrap of Teflon tape is all that is needed and that the tape will not hold pressure,maybe you better go to school and learn pipe fitting before you try to tell me how to do a job that I was trained to do. I have been a pipe fitter and was also a USCG licensed chief engineer with 10,000 hp motors and 17,500 hp steam ticket. ""

now if you have an answer,do so,if not then quit following me around and get a life rimmer.

Kevin is a (retired) plumber!!!

Plenty of material for Maerim to keep the jokes coming for another week!

I suggest either of you to open a new topic called 'battle of the wits-who will have the last word?'.

Watch it Maerim, he's got a gun!

No STROOL; I was not a plumber.

Plumbers are a craft that is educated in area codes, and have to be licensed in plumbing laws and plumbing codes in their respective areas, generally in the home building trades.

Pipe fitters on the other hand work with larger pipe and tubing in such places as larger steam and petro-chemical plants,pipe lines and most are certified pipe and pressure vessel weldors,some are not weldors ,but fabricate the pipe for the weldors. Some of the pipe is smaller and threaded but most are welded. On some jobs,you have to certify every shift and all welds are X-rayed.

[Emuu]

The girl I eventually marry isnt born yet 

The quote came from Tornado who is listed as an "Advanced Member". Could this warrant reclassifying him as a "Retarded Member"

[stroll]

deleted, stupid joke

Edited June 14, 2004 by stroll

[Tornado]

The girl I eventually marry isnt born yet 

The quote came from Tornado who is listed as an "Advanced Member". Could this warrant reclassifying him as a "Retarded Member"

retarted? well I am walking with a limp.

The again have a look at the poll, 6 people like there wives 35 years younger.

why the f am I trying to explain it to you, you rude idiot!

[davethailand]

Emuu, what have you been doing since Rod Hull snuffed it.

[Boo]

davethailand Posted on Mon 2004-06-14, 12:06:40

  Emuu, what have you been doing since Rod Hull snuffed it. 

wonder how many non brits will get that DT

[MartinB]

Interesting statistics for the topic in question, and also the number of views, obviously an interesting subject for some!

My Mother is 70 and my father is 90 and they are still together and very happy.

I think that age differences in relationships should be immaterial. If two people care about each other that should outweigh anything that SOCIETY thinks.

And remember all relationships are unique - because people are!

There is a 15-year age difference between my girlfriend and I, we have been together for 3 years now. I am excited, scared, and anxious for what the future holds, but I know in my heart that this feels right...how could I ever have any doubt. Good luck to all the age difference relationships out there

[sonthaya]

Nothing to do with money they just LOVE western guys.

Spoooky,...

Sure they love old fat western guys, walking ATM's

[SeaVisionBurma]

......undeterred by the failure of his one-week marriage to a Thai mail

order bride.....

........Mr Clegg, whose foray into matrimony with

23-year-old Joom ended in a blaze of humiliating headlines just before

Christmas.....

Well off topic, and quite late, but someone mind filling me in on why Mr Clegg's marriage ended after one week "in a blaze of humiliating headlines"

I'm curious.

Also - what was the emuu/rod hull joke about? (non-brit)

[chonabot]

......undeterred by the failure of his one-week marriage to a Thai mail

order bride.....

........Mr Clegg, whose foray into matrimony with

23-year-old Joom ended in a blaze of humiliating headlines just before

Christmas.....

Well off topic, and quite late, but someone mind filling me in on why Mr Clegg's marriage ended after one week "in a blaze of humiliating headlines"

I'm curious.

Also - what was the emuu/rod hull joke about? (non-brit)

Yo SVB! Mr Clegg was an ex-director of British Gas ( I think) he was loaded , 70 ( if he was a day) he obtained a wife via a Thai marriage agency. She was 23 , not all that nice tbh, it was covered in the Brit Tabloids ( Sun , News of the screws etc)

Anyway she binned him after a week or so , he tended to lock her in the house , which was nice.

Rod Hull and Emu were a crappy double act from the 70's , like Benny Hill , but cr@p..... Emu was the puppet , Rod was the <deleted>....

Chonabot

ps , Wife says " Ask him where my pearls are!"

pps Don't mention the "Pearl Neckalce!"

[RDN]

Also - what was the emuu/rod hull joke about? (non-brit)

Rod Hull was a very famous puppeteer in the UK in the 70's. I didn't particularly like him that much, but sometimes you just had to laugh! He had a life-size emu puppet, usually sitting on his lap, and his arm would be inside the puppet's neck. So his hand would be in its head and could control which way it was looking and he could make its mouth open and close. People used to be afraid of the puppet because it would snap at them and pretend to eat nits in their hair. Rod Hull would pretend that Emu was real and he couldn't stop it attacking people.

The most memorable incident with Hull was when he was interviewed by an equally famous UK TV personality, Michael Parkinson. He was a very popular, immaculately groomed and a much respected interviewer of celebrities who also had his own show on TV. Parkinson was obviously scared of Emu while he was interviewing Hull, and was clearly just waiting for the emu to start pecking at him. The tension rose and eventually Emu put on his "angry" face and went for Parkinson. They struggled for quite a while, Parkinson apparently not enjoying it one little bit. They all ended up on the floor with Parkinson looking very dishevelled, and a little angry. Remember, this was the 70's and people just did not fight respected interviewers on TV. This "interview" film clip has been shown hundreds of times on UK TV and usually brings back a smile – does for me, anyway. RIP Rod.

[Boo]

Agree with your sentiments RDN, classic TV, they just dont do slapstick so well anymore

[Martin]

I was once told by an old Brit that Thailand had a "30-year Rule". If the man was 30 (or more) years older than his GF, they were not permitted to register their marriage.

I have often wondered if this is true, or whether somebody had just being doing a wind-up on the old fellow.

Does anyone know an officially-married couple with an age difference greater than 30 years?

And can anyone confirm or deny the existence of such a rule?

[davethailand]

Also - what was the emuu/rod hull joke about? (non-brit)

Rod Hull was a very famous puppeteer in the UK in the 70's. I didn't particularly like him that much, but sometimes you just had to laugh! He had a life-size emu puppet, usually sitting on his lap, and his arm would be inside the puppet's neck. So his hand would be in its head and could control which way it was looking and he could make its mouth open and close. People used to be afraid of the puppet because it would snap at them and pretend to eat nits in their hair. Rod Hull would pretend that Emu was real and he couldn't stop it attacking people.

The most memorable incident with Hull was when he was interviewed by an equally famous UK TV personality, Michael Parkinson. He was a very popular, immaculately groomed and a much respected interviewer of celebrities who also had his own show on TV. Parkinson was obviously scared of Emu while he was interviewing Hull, and was clearly just waiting for the emu to start pecking at him. The tension rose and eventually Emu put on his "angry" face and went for Parkinson. They struggled for quite a while, Parkinson apparently not enjoying it one little bit. They all ended up on the floor with Parkinson looking very dishevelled, and a little angry. Remember, this was the 70's and people just did not fight respected interviewers on TV. This "interview" film clip has been shown hundreds of times on UK TV and usually brings back a smile – does for me, anyway. RIP Rod.

what about the one where emu attacked Grace Jones?

big mistake

[TizMe]

Also - what was the emuu/rod hull joke about? (non-brit)

SVB, I thought you were an Aussie. Rod Hull was huge in Oz as well as U.K

(Maybe you're just too young though)

From Point of View by Mark Evanier

Rod Hull may have been the bravest man I ever met.

"Who's Rod Hull?" I hear you ask.

Answer: Rod Hull was the comedian/puppeteer who worked with Emu.

"Who or what is Emu?" you're wondering aloud.

Well, you're obviously not from England or Australia if you're asking these questions. Rod was a popular performer on comedy-variety shows, often in England, sometimes in Australia and occasionally on this continent.

Emu was a large, grotesque bird puppet, invariably found tucked under Rod's right arm. In truth, if you looked past the illusion, you might even figure out that what you thought was Rod's right arm and hand were actually a fake arm and hand. His real appendage was inside Emu, operating its cartoony face and beak.

Rod acted the part of a goofy, cheery gent who went through life, carrying this big, flightless fowl around as his personal albatross. Emu did not talk and Emu did not do tricks.

What Emu did was to attack people.

The bird was an extremely testy creature, rabidly offensive against anyone who spoke ill of him or anything with feathers. If you were in his presence and you muttered something about eating fried chicken, Emu would go for your throat.

Often, Emu would attack Rod. The bird would turn on his keeper and wrestle him to the ground or cause him to topple over a desk or through a wall. Rod would thrash about the stage, legs flailing in twelve directions at once, fighting off the violent creature. He did it so well that you forgot it was a puppet and that the man was, essentially, attacking himself.

At other times, Emu would strike at whoever was around. If you were its quarry, you were in big trouble. Like a skilled wrestler, Rod had learned how to get a body off-balance and keep it that way. Emu would go for your various body parts and, at the same time, Rod would be wrapping his legs around you, ostensibly trying to pry the animal off but actually making things worse.

He had a penchant for -- and I mean this literally -- going for the crotch. Rod's goal was to utterly disable his victim, rendering him unable to fight back. One of the ways he did this was by striking at the privates of any male opponent. The intent was not to injure but to completely discombobulate and panic his quarry, leaving them as crazed as if they'd been pounced upon by a genuine predatory beast.

How successful was he at this? Let's put it this way: In an unscripted steel-cage match between twenty top W.W.F. wrasslers and Emu, my money would have been on the rubber bird.

The result was one of the great "sight gags" in entertainment history. Rod would do it to anyone -- the more famous the target, the better.

Rod Hull was born in England in 1936 but, in the sixties, he moved to Australia, which is where he broke into television. His first Emu was built from parts of puppets left over from a program he did down there. In the seventies, he returned to Britain and became a popular entertainer, his reputation soaring after a command performance for the Queen Mother.

As is customary, the stars of the show lined up after to be received by Her Majesty and Rod had the Emu puppet, as usual, cradled under the fake right arm. When Emu was presented to Queen Elizabeth, the bird lunged at her, snatching a bouquet of flowers from her hands and ripping them to pieces. Onlookers gasped in shock and the British equivalent of the Secret Service rushed forward and went for their weapons.

What rescued Rod from doing his act thereafter in the Tower of London -- or wherever they send those who assail the Queen -- was that she laughed. A lot. Her Royal Highness thought it was the funniest thing she'd seen in years.

Rod was saved...and the next day, he had three dozen offers.

In the early eighties, an American TV producer named Chris Bearde (himself, an Australian export) brought Rod and Emu over to appear on a number of shows. I was a writer on one of these -- a short-lived ABC series called The Half-Hour Comedy Hour, which featured Arsenio Hall, Thom Sharp, Jan Hooks, Victoria Jackson and more guest stars than viewers.

On each episode, one or more of those guest stars would be molested by Emu. I remember Burt Reynolds, John Schneider, Dick Clark, James Coburn and John Davidson, among others...each tussled viciously to the ground by Rod and his puppet, winding up in an undignified (but hilarious) dogpile.

A few of those guys were pretty fair athletes but it didn't matter. No one could resist the might of Emu...and Rod spared no one, not even Dick, who owned the show. Before we taped his molestation, Dick asked me if I had any advice for him. I said, "Wear a cup." He later said he was sorry he hadn't heeded my counsel, describing it as maybe the most harrowing few minutes he'd ever spent before a TV camera.

But Rod's finest, nerviest hour in America came when he was booked to appear with Johnny Carson on The Tonight Show. I tagged along to help prepare what Rod would do and...

Well, we all knew what Rod was going to do. The question was how he was going to do it. And how far he'd go with it.

Carson was, of course, a figure of great reverence -- right up there with Elizabeth II in his own way -- and his producers were concerned that Rod might injure the body or ego of their star. One of them had urged Johnny to rehearse so that they might gauge how physical Rod could get...but Johnny declined. He wanted it to all be spontaneous.

(And right there, you have the difference between Carson and the two guys who now inhabit the time slot. Leno would have rehearsed and probably had a punch line scripted. Letterman would never have let a puppet in the building -- especially one that might engage him in a physical manner, especially one that might top him.)

As if one legend on stage wasn't enough, Johnny's first guest that evening was Richard Pryor, making his first talk show appearance since a rather horrendous accident. Under circumstances he still cannot (or will not) explain, Pryor had received third-degree burns over most of his body -- injuries so massive that for a time, newscasters had him on the cusp of Deceased.

Miraculously, he'd survived...but his face -- and probably the rest of him -- had undergone more plastic surgery than Cher, Demi Moore and the entire waitstaff of all the Hooters, combined. The face, however, was everyone's primary concern. It was still a mass of scars and stitches, though the make-up folks were able to hide most of the damage.

An hour before taping, there was a discussion on stage over whether Pryor would do his spot with Carson and then leave, or remain on the couch when Rod came out. Various Tonight Show staffers argued that Richard's reactions and comments might make the segment funnier. On the other hand, if Rod was going to be flailing about the set and knocking over furniture, it might be wiser to get the convalescing guest out of harm's way.

Ultimately, the decision was the same as all other decisions made on the premises: Johnny would decide.

Rod was uninvolved with this debate. During it, he was over on the Tonight Show set, studying things...testing the chair in which he'd be seated...eyeing the furnishings. Making a battle plan, in other words.

Later, someone -- a talent coordinator, I think -- came by and cautioned Rod, for maybe the eighth time, to be careful, don't go too rough on Johnny, don't touch Richard at all. As soon as we were alone, Rod turned to me and said, "As long as I've been working Emu, people have been telling me to go easy. It's not funny if you go easy."

Richard Pryor was seated on the couch when Johnny introduced his next guest. Rod Hull marched out, Emu tucked firmly under his arm, and wedged himself into the guest's chair between Carson and Pryor.

Johnny knew exactly how to play it. Emu was a silly-looking thing that resembled a real bird about as much as I do. Still, the King of Late Night treated the spot as if Joan Embrey of the San Diego Zoo had brought on the last Peregrine Falcon in captivity. He petted it and asked very serious questions...and when Rod said, "Now, don't do anything to get him angry, Johnny," Johnny (of course) said something to get the bird angry.

And Rod Hull -- maybe the bravest man I ever met -- flew into action.

The Emu dove at Carson, and Rod leaped out of his chair as if trying to hold the bird back. He sprawled across Johnny's desk, kicking over the guest chair and a small table, sending the host reeling back, practically knocking him from his seat. The next thing we knew, he was practically on top of Johnny, with the emu's beak burrowing its way into Mr. Carson's inseam.

The audience was hysterical. So were the members of Johnny's staff, but in a different way.

I was standing among them, just off Johnny's set. Most howled with laughter but some froze in horror. For a flash second, I think they could all imagine Carson screaming, "You didn't tell me he was going to get that physical," and firing the lot of them.

But they untensed soon enough. As Rod pulled Emu away, you could see Johnny suppressing a laugh...and then he said something else insulting about the bird, so that Rod had another chance to make Emu attack.

And then the bird went after Pryor.

A woman standing near me gasped out loud, "Not the face! Not the face!" But Rod didn't hear her and, even if he had, he didn't care. Emu was pecking away at Richard Pryor's reconstructed features, then at his fly, causing the comedian to sprawl on the guest couch and rotate into a fetal position, trying to shield himself. (Richard seemed much more interested in protecting his crotch than his face. Most men, I suspect, would make the same choice.)

The audience was screaming with laughter but, just under that, you could hear Richard Pryor shrieking in fear and agony. The woman next to me took a half-step forward, as if about to break in and stop what I think she thought had to be the destruction of about nine months' worth of skin grafts. Then she realized something and stopped...

This was Richard Pryor, after all. Has anyone ever been funnier shrieking in fear and agony?

The segment lasted another minute or so, with Carson and Pryor alternately and deliberately saying things to cause the bird to attack them. Johnny finally called for a commercial and, as Doc and the band struck up the music, we could all hear Carson turn to Rod and say, "That's one of the best spots we've ever done. We've got to have you back, as soon as possible."

A number of Tonight Show employees exhaled.

Pryor added, "You've got one of the funniest acts I've ever seen. Man, you've got guts." If a comedian can get a better endorsement than that, I can't imagine what it could be.

Afterwards, I told Rod it had been hilarious. Without a trace of ego -- and maybe even a touch of regret -- he said, "It always is...for about five minutes. Afraid it doesn't go much farther than that."

Rod did Johnny's show one more time, and a few others here in the states. But he had received a couple of extremely lucrative offers in England -- rich enough to allow him to purchase an elegant Elizabethan mansion he'd always wanted. He returned home, bought it...then spent every pound he earned renovating it. Eventually, he went bankrupt, lost the estate and moved to a more modest dwelling in East Sussex.

A few weeks ago, he was trying to watch a football game in that home but the reception was terrible. He climbed up on his roof to adjust the antenna, slipped and fell to his death. He was 63 years old and one of the English newspapers noted that he was survived by a 19-year-old son and a rubber bird. To judge from the obits there, a great sense of loss spread along with word of the accident. I didn't see much of what he did overseas on the telly but it sure looks like he got more than five minutes out of the routine.

Of course, it wasn't the routine that made him world famous. It wasn't even his puppet. It was his courage.

It takes guts to goose Johnny Carson. Even with an emu.

[davethailand]

thats the longest post i've ever seen, but, who cares Rod Hull was a legend.

[chonabot]

Even Yohan will know Rod Hull now.

[h5kaf]

Hey insight you have a treasure there, dont let her out of your sight. "Serious conversation"? you mean beyond, "what your name"? "where you come from"? "how long you live here?" The general conversations that I hear at University are almost equally inane, so hopefully no-one will tell me that educated Thai girls are far superior. I blame the TV soaps watch by millions with mouths agape every day. Someone once told me that many girls had the mind of a 13 year old trapped in a womans body. Sounded good to me - low level communication skills required. I have done quite a lot of research on the bodies but have yet to tackle the mind question!

[SeaVisionBurma]

TizMe

Thanks - that was a great article. Yes, I was too young, but that was a great passage to read none the less.

Watch me spend the next few nights searching the net to see if anyone has a download of that emu attacking someone's hairy beanbag. Surely SOMEONE has managed to digitise an old copy.

Best!

SVB

[Emuu]

QUOTE (SeaVisionBurma @ Thu 2004-06-17, 02:20:41)

Also - what was the emuu/rod hull joke about? (non-brit)

Rod Hull was a very famous puppeteer in the UK in the 70's. I didn't particularly like him that much, but sometimes you just had to laugh! He had a life-size emu puppet, usually sitting on his lap, and his arm would be inside the puppet's neck. So his hand would be in its head and could control which way it was looking and he could make its mouth open and close.

SeaVisionBurma, I want to thank you for clarifying the spelling of Emu and getting me out of the picture!

I would also like it on record that I do not have anyone with their arm stuck up my ... er .... whatever, causing my head to move.

Thank you

[HinHam]

Off Topic or what?