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Vest said...
In future until further notice, all non bloggers meaning those without a blog site, may if they wish register their name or title with me as others have done already. Leave your name etc and email address and register before calling, this applies mainly to serial anony callers who use abusive dialogue within their comment, maybe Little Ben from Maitland should take note and also purchase a nose guard from your friendly sports store--gotcha you little fart.
Remember all calls with unacceptable content will be scrubbed.
Have a lovely day.
Friday, 22 August 2008 10:48:00 AM EST
In future until further notice, all non bloggers meaning those without a blog site, may if they wish register their name or title with me as others have done already. Leave your name etc and email address and register before calling, this applies mainly to serial anony callers who use abusive dialogue within their comment, maybe Little Ben from Maitland should take note and also purchase a nose guard from your friendly sports store--gotcha you little fart.
Remember all calls with unacceptable content will be scrubbed.
Have a lovely day.
Friday, 22 August 2008 10:48:00 AM EST
Comments
*HUGS*
Keshi.
Species.
BTW, Ben I loved your song - ditty? What a sordid little charmer you must be, and a dunny doggerel artist no doubt.
Starts -- intro -- I'm Ben and I'm a Hen who loves Men -- so I'm a---
Funny little fellow I wear my sisters clothes
I dunno what you might call me
But I fink I'm One of Those.
....
Yes Ben, a fairy queen you are doth seem. P O.
annony mouse callers shud not be banned
it was an annonymouse caller
who told me Janice died
an annony mouse caller told me I suck
and he convinced me
annony mouse callers give u feedback
your friends will hesitate to tell u the unpleasant stuff
but the annony mouse dont give a damn for your feelings
they have no allegiance
My deepest sympathies. What is there about the internet that brings forth this kind of stuff?
Have you heard about your tests yet?. Mike.
I spoke to Jugdar just yesterday
today I got a call
Jadugar is no more
Jadugar we called him
the guy had magic
always laffing
at himself and the world
when most guys wud have cried
he laffed
he was waiting to tie the knot
the girl didnt show up
he didnt laff then
he cried
but soon he got over it
and he laffed when he told the tale
jugdar was gullible
and employers, small business owners took adavantage
he was a Diploma Mech Engineer
his class mates became business owners
he continued working
making and Quality Controlling LPG Stoves
I tried to fix him up with Manikaka, a good employer
but he had to go
he had gone to Manikaka for interview
I told Manikaka he was hard working
and wud work 9 am to 9 pm
as he lived in dattatray Lodge just 100 metres from his factory
Manikaka told him to start work tommorow
but he didnt tell him
how mush he wud pay
Jugdar told me his dccision
he didnt want to work no more
he wud go to Gao Sholapur and work as a teacher
he loved to teach
he wud charge Rs 500 per month per student
Rs 2000 per month was sufficient for him
he had no vices no more
he didnt drink
he didnt smoke
and he didnt need sex
only the love of his bros their wives and children
but God had other plans for him
he had to go
Posted by Jimmy at 7:15 AM
3 comments:
Thanks for calling. indicate if I got it right.
dont be a mouse
be a tiger
tigress?
I think this old man is straight
correct me if i am rong
but u r too damn lazy
I no u wont visit me too
so i am posting my posts here
I'm sorry too Jimmy. (((BIG HUGS)))
August 22, 2008 3:25 PM
Anonymous said...
I am sorry
I am glad
he died healthy
he worked till 8PM
the previous day with his old friend and employer
he went home and slept
and he never woke up
a massive heart attack took him
he died instantly
he did not suffer
The news was told to me by Anil the employer
Jugdar was broke
he borrowed some money from Anil to eat
He has no one in Mumbai
the police took him for post mortem
Anil is scared
he was the last person he met
Anil does not want to face the police
He has not come forward
he will not go home to Sholapur
he will be burned by the Bombay Municipality in a crematarium for the unclaimed bodies
Sholapur will not know
He has left no forwarding address
No telephone number in Sholapur
This is Gods will
Praise the Lord
body dont matter
his soul will live forever in our hearts
we worked together at my first job
in 1975, Jugdar, Gabby and me
we had good funn
Gabby introduced me to Doris, an elderly lady who tot me sex and loving
Doris took my cherry
Gabby died of cancer a long while back unmarried
Now Jugdar has gone too
mera number kab ayega?
August 22, 2008 3:53 PM
BTW. A lower deck lawyer In the Navy is deemed to be a person who knows all of the pertinant answers when certain pressure is applied to his kind by a higher authority. In your language meaning, A lower Caste shit stirrer. Have a meaningful day.
Dammit xxxxxx
its not his blog alone
its a public blog
we all come here for entertainment
Sunday, 24 August 2008 12:29:00 AM EST ( Censored and reposted)
So I have forwarded your address and IP to your local Fuzz, Requesting they help you out.
Your comment at 10:08 inst has been deleted.
You may call again, but please keep it clean.
without words
I love her verry much
she loves me too
but she never told me so
so how the xxxxx do I know?
the way she looks at me
the way she plays with me
she scratches my chest
bites my finger when I caress her
the way she tries to attract my attention
I am damn sure it is love
she does not speak english
she says only one word
Meeoowww
but the way she says that word
tells me if she is hungry
if she wants to play
and the look in her eyes
when she says mmmeeowww softly
tells me it is Love
Posted by Jimmy
I just realized that you posted a comment over a year ago on a post of mine.
I'm returning the favor :)
my postings are all with the intent to share
what I have learnt during my 57 years on the planet
I wont live forever
neither will u
but I want your Dua
your blessings
formal education tot me Maths and Physics
and it didnt help me much in life
The ragging I received in college was a treasure
I got to accept me as I am
Google search and Blog surfing helped a lott
in my days Google search was not available and no net
and my choices in finding a mate were limited to my vicinity
and I made a bad choice
and I undid my mistake after 26 years
There is nothing new under the sun
whatever u want to say
it has already been said many years ago
whatever ideas u have
it is not new
whatever songs u sing
it has been sung better by earlier generations
I prefer to Google Search
rather than compose my own stuff
I got to accept me as I am
I was shy of my body
I was way too skinny
and my equipment was way too small
so they got me to strip
and made me look at my self in the mirror
and said Saby this is u
and then they messed with my mind
made me feel ashamed of my Catholic school upbringing
I knew John F. Kennedy and his speeches
but i didnt know the name of the Mahatma, the father of our nation
i cried in shame
and manufactured by my mom and dad
this body was beautiful
until civilization happened
and the cosmetic industry of the MNCs
they got me to cut my hair and shave my face
so that thy cud sell hair lotion
and shaving creams
and after shave lotions
they also made me cover my body with clothing
to hide my body
but soon the skirts got shorter
and the cleavage deeper
and I am nude again
almost
a thong bikini covers nothing
then they said I smell
they made me spray my armpits with the fragrance of skunks
an animal has each its unique smell
from her sweat and her genitals
and this smell is a turn on for her lover
but my lover now chooses to wash away the smell with soap and water
and spray her self with synthetic perfume
the MNCs and the docs wanted more
and so cosmetic surgery was invented
face lifts and breast lifts and nose jobs
and artificially enhanced mammaries
Keshi.
Post Done ok.X.
Heh, since the temperatures round the local vicinity have been a bit coolish of late, and the communal bathroom has no central heating ..
Thankfully there is no-one else to survive the odours.