Posted on 11/30/2007 7:48:14 PM PST by Soaring Feather
“Sort of reminds me of that time in Yokuska.”
Oh sure remind me of Yokuska, I thought that scar was healed and then you remind of the one time I slipped and was naughty. The one time I perhaps went out of my way t be bad, and now you drag up my past. You have no idea how hard its been to live down that one time I went off the straight and narrow.
(how was I to know streak racing with bar girls in rickshaws was going to make the headlines when that reporter caught us cutting through the mission school being chased by the nuns who wanted their habits back.)
Even my own mother was unable to forgive me after the archbishop caught me with those four acolytes from the convent. How was I to know Lambada wasn’t part of their seminary training?
“What time zone are you in? Eastern or Central?”
I think it changes with the medication.
CST actually
Fatima, Merry Christmas to you bestest girlfriend. *HUGS*
WOO HOO what a time, you all ready for the kids or do you do Christmas Eve??
You must of been the one that knocked on the Missions door and asked the nuns there if they had any dirty habits. C’mon Johnn, if that was you spit it out. LOL
I have NEVER knocked on a mission door, (I had a key to the back door)
MINE
LOL you got the WOO HOO!!
Sorry to open old wounds but tales of your escapades are legendary.
It may be the single-malt, but those santa mice are really getting to me. they look like...their dancing, dancing, dancing Pretty, so pretty
The last time I was in Japan I stopped at The Honch right off of Blue Street. Sound Familiar?
“Sorry to open old wounds but tales of your escapades are legendary.”
Perhaps, but too many people are still looking for me, including the government of Japan, and entire Chinese Woman’s army unit, and two really ticced off Indonesian bar girls with butterfly knives and ‘that’ glint in their eyes!
Okay, you two Salts, don’t wreck the Lair, I am going to hit the feathers now, I am whipped.
“The last time I was in Japan I stopped at The Honch right off of Blue Street. Sound Familiar?”
Nope I usually drank up in the hills near the sword school, I could walk from the school tot he bar and crawl downhill to the school barracks to recover.
Rest well Soaring Feather. I will behave. Sailor’s honor but I do not know about WJ.
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