^ and now you're battling the harridans of Phuket!
(Yes, I used to love reading stories about far-off places as well . . . even though I was living in them. )
^ and now you're battling the harridans of Phuket!
(Yes, I used to love reading stories about far-off places as well . . . even though I was living in them. )
That's so awesome.. never got lost? Ever?
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As a youngster, and even up past university, I used to hang out with many people of various ethnicities, and ask them so many questions about where they came from etc.. I never knew at the time, I'd get to travel to some of those places, and actually experience firsthand what they were talking about.
Nah !Originally Posted by Happyman
My FB from KL is coming on thurs and that will put me in intensive care for a week or so !
didyou eat the yellow snow?Originally Posted by Rural Surin
I took my wife to one in the KL tower for a romantic eveningOriginally Posted by November Rain
I did not tell her that the restaurant was revolving though
after about half an hour she said she felt sick for some reason
oh, how we laughed
Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee....
When I was a child I thought the vapour trails in the sky were made by sky scrapers.
When my parents had friends round for an evening meal and I was supposed to be tucked up in bed, came down stairs wearing on old type sanitary towel with a loop on each ear asking ''is this for tooth aches Mum''
I know a gal like that, she was a polish firemans sister in Portland Oregon and all the firemen rode on her at one time or another.Originally Posted by S Landreth
I have lived exactly as I had wanted to do since I was very young, roam around the world doing exactly as I wanted to do, become an alcoholic and have a fine sailboat and cruise and have lots of women and booze and work on some big jobs and enjoy life.
I have done all of these things, maybe not in the order that they should have been, but did complete them.
Now when I die I will have left no stone unturned.
I only regret that I did not become as good a man as my dad was, but then I could not stand to live my life on a 1/2 acre of land on the edge of a small town in the high desert area of the Pacific Northwest and be happy there, so I did what was best for me, So now my ashes will be 1/2 way around the world from where my dads ashes are buried.
I also thought this.Originally Posted by Attilla the Hen
When I was young my older sister told me that this (day moon thingy) was a lions cage and that if you looked at it the lion would escape and come to eat you. I spent most of my younger life walking around late afternoon with my hand above my eyes shielding them from the moon. Idiot.Originally Posted by panama hat
i think that we were all born to do that, but somewhere, the brainwashing of the old education systems, plus the perception that one has to "conform to fit into society" (or just the old safety net most of out parents tried to create for us), robbed many of us of becoming our own persons.
you lived a full life, bg, and it sounds as if you still do.
according to your own rules and principles .
it takes balls to be your own person; is never the easy way out:
BUT TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY, IS TO BE A PROSTITUTE!
When I was a child, I was sure that I was the center of the universe... Now, I'm not so sure...
"No Bill Stickers", I always felt sorry for him.
My sister was also my brother....{??}
After visiting family in Slough as a very young child (and not knowing how it was spelled) I thought it must be the centre of the universe as I kept seeing directions to 'Slow' painted on the road everywhere.
I used to believe there were elves in our woods
I had an imaginary friend. But he only appeared in the mirror. His name was Johhny. Hence, "Johnny in the mirror". Weird kid....
Sure, why not, wish I could have been happy there as it is not a bad place to be born and raised, and dad loved it and my sister now lives in Redmond and she is 73.Originally Posted by Milkman
Prineville, Oregon, Outdoors Recreation
Welcome to Prineville, Oregon
Thanks,. it surely is,, or should it be Shirley is?Originally Posted by tsicar
I remember as a child (about 8 or 9) daydreaming about driving a lorry into Truro Police Station and destroying the building. I think I had some romantic ideal of a rural CornWALL (my emphasis) left to return to a feudal idyll (we did a project that summer about the Saxons)
They champion falsehood, support the butcher against the victim, the oppressor against the innocent child. May God mete them the punishment they deserve
I thought cornwall escaped saxon rule
^ Yeah you get eccentric people going around in the summer and angle grinding the English roses and other references to England or Britain out of National Trust signage.
Raised in the middle of no where I thought:
Having a neighbor closer than 10 miles away constituted a crisis of over population.
Having a gun and fishing gear was a prerequisite for survival.
All black people work as porters on the Canadian Pacific Railway.
All Chinese ran small stores.
If you jumped up in the air just before an airplane crashed you would be OK. Still think I'll be doing this if the occasion arises.
Bananas were a luxury item.
A city was a place where more than 500 people lived.
My Granny was the smartest person in the world. So far the only thing I've found to be true.
"Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect,"
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