04-06-2014, 06:17 AM
"dogs bollocks.." in "dogs bollocks.." out!
I used to know this girl, well I guess she was a girl, I never looked, and she never said, although she was a little bulgy in the crotch area when she wore a bikini. Regardless she had nice tits, and that's what counts as far as when a man is looking at them, the actual plumbing only matters latter, and of course it can be by-passed. She lived in this renovated hotel in Chiang Mai, which is in Northern Thailand, I know this, although I've never been there. It was owned by this group of ex-pat US G.I.'s, who had pooled their money after the war, and bought it. It was the kind of hotel that had an open square in the middle of it, which was surround by two stories of hotel rooms. The G.I.'s and their families lived in these rooms. In the square was a large swimming pool, and that's where I run across this girl. I was lounging out by the pool. She had been swimming, and when she came out of the pool she just sort of spontaneously started talking at me (She had nice tits, so I didn't mind). She looked Thai, which was the case with a lot of them. I don't know if she was living there, or if she had wandered in. Usually the G.I.'s didn't let outsiders in, as they were a bit paranoid, so I had to figure she was a member of one of the families, or else she was someones piece of tail. She said her name was "May", which may have been true, or may not have been true (Hey, Ima writing this, and I'll takes me fun where I sees it, so shut up). Anyway, she starts in to complaining about how nobody likes her, everybody hates her, and how she was gonna go eat worms. Thai's have weird taste in food, so I wasn't sure if she was gonna eat worms because nobody liked her, or if it was totally unrelated and she just liked to eat worms. Well as we are sitting there, her talking, me ogling her tits, people would walk by. They would say something nice like, "Hi May, how are you doing (the females were especially polite because they hadn't got feminism there yet so they still acted like girls), and May, if that was her real name would fire back some smart ass remark, or flat out insult the person. Of course she would only do this to the females, because she knew what side her bread was buttered on, even in Thailand. Well she seemed like a nice girl, despite her corrosive personality, so I thought about mentioning that if she didn't go around insulting people (and their friends) they might act like they liked her a bit more, cause it's like they say, "you get out of it what you put into it". Anyway, as I was trying to decide whether or not to say anything, my friend Lee and a friend of his came walking by, so I just nodded to May, and left without saying anything, but that's how most of my conversations go with women. Women are so talented they can hold up both ends of the conversation without any help from you. It ends up producing a nice drone, and it's real nice to sleep by, but I had other fish to fry, so to speak, and wasn't able to take advantage of May.
I used to know this girl, well I guess she was a girl, I never looked, and she never said, although she was a little bulgy in the crotch area when she wore a bikini. Regardless she had nice tits, and that's what counts as far as when a man is looking at them, the actual plumbing only matters latter, and of course it can be by-passed. She lived in this renovated hotel in Chiang Mai, which is in Northern Thailand, I know this, although I've never been there. It was owned by this group of ex-pat US G.I.'s, who had pooled their money after the war, and bought it. It was the kind of hotel that had an open square in the middle of it, which was surround by two stories of hotel rooms. The G.I.'s and their families lived in these rooms. In the square was a large swimming pool, and that's where I run across this girl. I was lounging out by the pool. She had been swimming, and when she came out of the pool she just sort of spontaneously started talking at me (She had nice tits, so I didn't mind). She looked Thai, which was the case with a lot of them. I don't know if she was living there, or if she had wandered in. Usually the G.I.'s didn't let outsiders in, as they were a bit paranoid, so I had to figure she was a member of one of the families, or else she was someones piece of tail. She said her name was "May", which may have been true, or may not have been true (Hey, Ima writing this, and I'll takes me fun where I sees it, so shut up). Anyway, she starts in to complaining about how nobody likes her, everybody hates her, and how she was gonna go eat worms. Thai's have weird taste in food, so I wasn't sure if she was gonna eat worms because nobody liked her, or if it was totally unrelated and she just liked to eat worms. Well as we are sitting there, her talking, me ogling her tits, people would walk by. They would say something nice like, "Hi May, how are you doing (the females were especially polite because they hadn't got feminism there yet so they still acted like girls), and May, if that was her real name would fire back some smart ass remark, or flat out insult the person. Of course she would only do this to the females, because she knew what side her bread was buttered on, even in Thailand. Well she seemed like a nice girl, despite her corrosive personality, so I thought about mentioning that if she didn't go around insulting people (and their friends) they might act like they liked her a bit more, cause it's like they say, "you get out of it what you put into it". Anyway, as I was trying to decide whether or not to say anything, my friend Lee and a friend of his came walking by, so I just nodded to May, and left without saying anything, but that's how most of my conversations go with women. Women are so talented they can hold up both ends of the conversation without any help from you. It ends up producing a nice drone, and it's real nice to sleep by, but I had other fish to fry, so to speak, and wasn't able to take advantage of May.
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.