Yeah.
Once again I chickened out and didn’t take any pictures of Manila. So here’s one I found on the “Internet”:
The flight was strange; there was a medical emergency and we did a really fast drop and landing, but then Will and I expected the attendents to tell everyone to stay put. But they didn’t. Which might mean that someone died on the plane. Of course, no one mentioned anything about it.
Once we got off the plane strangely enough there was another security check with X-rays and everything even though we were leaving the plane, not boarding. I guess nobody trusts the Manila airport security.
Other than that I’m very excited to get back to Japan on Friday.
NegZero said,
June 24, 2004 @ 9:28 am
Looks like a lovely place there Luke.. Ahem…
Anyone suddenly feel like going for a swim….
matt said,
June 24, 2004 @ 11:24 am
actually.. you know i think im hungry.
Ron said,
June 24, 2004 @ 1:17 pm
Ugh. If I believed in an ethereal uber-powerful supreme being, I’d be exclaiming in its name about now. But, since I don’t, I’ll just say this: That is fucking disgusting, and very, very sad.
And I thought that the crud that washes up on the beach of the Great Lakes was bad. Now I’ll be seeing that image for days on end in my mind, every time I close my eyes.
Tech Knight said,
June 24, 2004 @ 4:09 pm
Ron:
You could always glue your eyelids open :)
ROberto Shamasio said,
June 24, 2004 @ 7:55 pm
While I accept that it is your right to dismiss my god as imaginary, I impore you to never ever use the word ‘Uber’ ever again. Ever! Unles you’re writing an article about something really cool and genuinely german, like suasage, german beer or David Hasslehoff.
Roberto Shamasio
Roberto Shamasio said,
June 24, 2004 @ 8:33 pm
P.S
I s that a thick black dildo at the bottem of the picture? How sad! Just as lovers are cast away, so too are the lovers rubber coated replacements.
While I have but 60 more years to muorn the loss of all those warm wet openings I’ll never see or smell or taste again, how much more I should pity the cast off rubber sextoy, who has perhapse hundreds of years to float about the harbours of manilla.
Will the thick black artificail member wash ashore? To dry and crack in the pacific sun? Yearning for the much needed miosture of an anxoius vagina? Or will it sink to the sightless dephs of the sea, to only rememebr the warm caress of masculine hands, cleaning off the lubricant and intimate juices, with warm, non-soapy water as advised on the back of the box?
We may never know what will happen to that thick black pleasure stick, but we can hope that one day, perhapse 200 years from now, it will wash ashore, in much the same condition in wich it was thrown away. And on that day, we can hope that a young, sexually curoius soul, will brush it off, wash it in warm-non soapy water as was once advertised on the package, and inserted into that curoius souls anus.
Heres to happy endings, that end with the words
“home at last!”
Roberto Shamasio
Luke said,
June 24, 2004 @ 11:28 pm
Good Lord.
Ron said,
June 25, 2004 @ 1:46 am
Rob: How do you know your silly idol isn’t German? And I’ll wield my uber-large, uber-impressive, uber-culturally diverse, uber-vocabulary any way I please, thank you uber much. :-P