MinutePigglet Posted March 21, 2004 Share Posted March 21, 2004 Friends, Romans, #####rymen (and women... in pig suits... with man hands ); A lot is said up here. There's a lot of I don't like this; or I love me! But, inquiring minds want to know: Why are you here? Is it the girls laddie? Or is it the boys? Is it the ocean breezes or the root doo now? Could it be Lychee season? Or maybe, the feel of the fire hose after an all nighter of spicy food is something you just couldn't live without. Entries could be a short story like: "I was born here." Or it could be a longy: "I just had my sixth Beer Chang and thought, 'That's it! I'm gonna marry her. We'll talk politics all day long.'" 5, 10, 20 pages gaw-dai. Up to you... Why am I here? Oh I'd thought you'd never ask! My wife is singing a story about my neutered dog, Cupar (a fine border collie named after the fief in Scotland). It goes something like this (to the tune of Country Road by John Denver): Have you seen... Cupar's balls In the place They ought to be Check the trash can Ambush the mail man Hold the calls For Cupar's balls Repeat ad nauseum (hey, how do you center things here?) Anyhow, that's why I'm here. YOUR TURN! One last effort here. This isn't a what I love/hate about muang Thai topic. It's about why you are actually here. The reason. One word or a thousand--up to you... XXOO, MP Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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