Cos they're afraid of the awesomeness that is this thread. Behold it's power.
<table><tr><td>~ Nikki Edwards Queen of the Harpies <img src="../phpBB2/files/queen_of_harpies.gif" align="texttop"></td><td><font color="orange">President of the Pookie Brigade</font> "If you put those on the internet, I'll kill you guys!" - Jer</td></tr></table>
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<font color="#3C8C8B">Imagine there's no heaven, it's easy if you try, no hell below us, above us only sky, imagine all the people, <font color="#FFFFFF">living</font> for today...</font>
<font color="#50B4B3">Imagine there's no countries, it isn't hard to do, nothing to kill or die for, no religion too, imagine all the people, living <font color="#FFFFFF">life</font> in peace...</font>
This thread reminds me a lot of waht a thread would be like if Jesus started it.
"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
Okay, so i get off of this airplane and am greeted by two chinese hookers and a midget. I ask them all what they feel like doing and we decide to go out to dinner. There's a karaoke machine and drinks, and we all basically have a pretty good time. So as soon as the bar closes the midget invites us all back to his place. And this place is fuckin huge! we're talkin mansion! So we all have some more drinks, watch some tv and tell some stories. It's really a good time! Then suddenly, the hookers are getting ancy, so the midget takes them upstairs to settle some things, and i decide to leave. Really, i'm exhausted and full of too much alcohol, so i figure it would be better if i just went home and slept.
I wake up to the ringing of the telephone the next morning. It's the midget. He starts yelling and yelling at me because i failed to show up in the bedroom the night before. I tell him my situation, and he breaks off our friendship. That really annoys me because here i am in a HUGE country full of so many people, and i really don't know anyone anymore! I'm pretty hungary so i go to this little restaurant down the street. My meal was a mixture of eggs, rice and noodles (the chinese ALWAYS put noodles into everything), and it cost a million dollars. EVERYTHING was a million dollars. So i finish up this egg surprise thinking it's really not that bad, and that's when i see her.
I'll never forget the look in her eyes, or the beautiful way her hair looked when i first saw her. It was definitely love at first site. I go up to this wonderful vixen and ask if she'd like to join me for dinner. She pours soup on my head and mutters something in chinese, then walks away. I go home dejected and suicidal. If i can't get her, i think, i have no reason to live. This doesn't stop me from trying, though. For the next six months (the duration of my trip), i stop by her restarant every day to ask her out. Every day she pours soup on my head. I swear the place must've lost so much money because of 8 little words, it's crazy! Finally, on the last night that i'm there, she agrees to come for dinner with me.
We go out to this fancy restaurant and have a fantastic meal. We do some drinking and ultimately decide to go back to my place. I was extremely excited because, after all, i'd been waiting 6 whole months for this! So we start getting busy and all is going well until i take off her pants. It turns out she has a wooden leg! Needless to say this kind of turns me off. So i finish the job that i started and tell her to have a nice life. The next morning i got on the airplane and flew back here.
So now it's a week later, and she called me a couple days ago asking if we could see eachother. I say "sure, you have my address." When I'm drunk i give everyone a fake address, you see, so this was not a problem at all.
The midget called me this morning and thanked me for the best night of his life. Apperently the two hookers and him had decided to visit me and reconcile for my first night in China. In a drunken haze i must have given them the same wrong address as well as the girl. In the end, the midget had the greatest foursome he's EVER experienced in a seedy motel, just north of Toronto. It was a great trip, thanks everyone!
that reminds me of some guy in parliment who wanted his district name to be something he wrote that was six pages long. And it was all rambling.
good times.
-Sarah Goodbye you liar, Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything Then you think you will inspire Take apart your head (and I wish I could inspire) Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
