MrX Posted March 2, 2005 Report Share Posted March 2, 2005 To lay down before the heart I conquered the dark hours of jealousy I drew the battle with lies Only remains The slight sniper of love Hour by hour To construct the silence For the fugitive to emerge I owe this to you And myself And left standing alone? A man A man the same Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Encore Posted March 2, 2005 Report Share Posted March 2, 2005 Not yet being a silver member myself (want to pay cash next time I'm in BKK), I would like to ask a current Silver member to nominate Mr rompandadam to become a siver member. i think his oevre up to this warrants the honour. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sukhumvit Posted March 2, 2005 Report Share Posted March 2, 2005 Oh Noi, I love you so, Especially in your nightie. And when the moonlight flits, across your tits, Oh Jesus Christ almighty. (with apologies to Derek & Clive) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Central Scrutinizer Posted March 3, 2005 Report Share Posted March 3, 2005 ikkrang said:Not yet being a silver member myself (want to pay cash next time I'm in BKK), I would like to ask a current Silver member to nominate Mr rompandadam to become a siver member. i think his oevre up to this warrants the honour. Ikkrang, Thy will be done. I agree. His work here has been thoroughly enjoyable, prolific, and always a great read. It's been a pleasure having his writings to look forward to each week. Cent Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MaiLuk Posted March 4, 2005 Report Share Posted March 4, 2005 >>On loving a Thai prostitute<< Loving a prostitute is not new just wanted to say. 2000 years ago the samaritan Simon Magus wandered around the world with a prostitute. Seemed he was quite taken with her and thought her the "lost sheep". "He took round with him a certain Helen, a hired prostitute from the Phoenician city Tyre, after he had purchased her freedom, saying that she was the first conception (or Thought) of his Mind, the Mother of All, by whom in the beginning he conceived in his Mind the making of the Angels and Archangels ....Stesichorus {8} was deprived of his sight when he spake evil of her in his poems; and that afterwards when he repented and wrote what is called a recantation, in which he sang her praises, he recovered his sight. So she, transmigrating from body to body, and thereby also continually undergoing indignity, last of all even stood for hire in a brothel; and she was the "lost sheep." web page Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrX Posted March 4, 2005 Author Report Share Posted March 4, 2005 I want to know what you dont know about..might be less intimidating! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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