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BANGKOK
Jul 17, 2007 5:25:51 GMT -5
Post by Dave Besseling on Jul 17, 2007 5:25:51 GMT -5
GMT + 7 Asia Thailand Krung Thep 13 44 00 N 100 30 00 E . . BANGKOK . With painstaking sophistry, we were breeding reindeer on the altiplano when the call came through: Caesar had been murdered with a ping-pong ball. . Opened Irises blackballed on junk, and wide (so wide), spun asteroids around the apogee: the eye. Dr. Heagney and I contemplated the news and drank maté and taunted the little scat lappers tooling around for a bone, or perhaps a fish-ball, the noodles bordelle’d all over the aluminum, the loopers wearing insolence as tooth-trapt and yellowing gristle. The wand and the thistle, . “Coprophilia is the stardust in the lashes of the star cross’d dung lovers.” . - So ‘ey sez to the guy - mashing the planks from good safe distances. . The gnattish spastics howl. Bacchus himself is barfing in a basket of daisies and sour molasses. Terse and jowl in your street muck stew. . Now run on home, ma pauvre Lucette. you poor unfortunate thing, you. . . Now, for us, it’s party time. We hedonize tonight in Sunny Siam Tear the roof off the fucker like the Arabs before Islam.
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BANGKOK
Jul 17, 2007 21:09:02 GMT -5
Post by Bobby Slais on Jul 17, 2007 21:09:02 GMT -5
Dave,
You sure have an eye for seeing life's subtle idiosycrocies and your voice shines through in all your writing. Another pleasurable read my friend.
I am sure enjoying this trip around the world through the eyes of such a talented writer. Thanks for sharing. Keep up the good work and keep sharing.
Peace and love Bobby
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