Originally Posted by DJ PatOriginally Posted by DrAndyprobably, but Pat suffers from ADHDOriginally Posted by baldrick
Originally Posted by DJ PatOriginally Posted by DrAndyprobably, but Pat suffers from ADHDOriginally Posted by baldrick
OK TerryOriginally Posted by terry57
first lesson ; it is useful
second lesson : stop rubbing yourself on old women on the buses
they love me, can't keep themselves awayOriginally Posted by terry57
it is called Masochism, they are a bunch of perverts and/or jumped up frotteurs, with the occasional scrubber
^
Sounds nice Doc, say hello to your mates for me.
Originally Posted by DrAndyIt may do, but think of the poor womenOriginally Posted by terry57
^^Wot mates?
^ wot intelligence?
Anyway back to the subject of " The Backpacker."
In my early years of " Backpacking " one of the greatest things was the people I met.
Ive met people In India, up mountains of Nepal and on secluded Thai Islands back in the Eighties that I'm still in contact with.
Had the most awesome times of my life and one would never meet people like this if banged up in a hotel on numerous business trips.
Also the contact with some of the locals I met was priceless.
Long live the independent Backpacker and one must do it whilst there young not when there older and have turned into a bent and twisted old fucker like DrAndy . .
I did it whilst young Terry, and just continued when the occasion aroseOriginally Posted by terry57
have to agree on the people you meet
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