THERE IS SOME STUFF WE JUST CAN'T BLOG
Like this. Especially the last sentence.
(Thanks to Michael Ester)
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March 19, 2004
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Of course, while there I would never go to Page 3.
And if I did go to Page 3, I would never take
part in the Build the Perfect Female contest.
Some things a guy just can't do.
Posted by: Edvard | March 19, 2004 at 01:06 PM
There was a young lass from around Phucket...
Posted by: agent 66 | March 19, 2004 at 01:19 PM
What happens in Thailand, stays in Thailand....
Posted by: Karen | March 19, 2004 at 01:27 PM
What is that - an advertisement?
I'll go.
Posted by: Zenner | March 19, 2004 at 02:47 PM
This reminds me of a story a friend told me. He was a security officer at a company, and had to check the parking lot for violations. He would bring the license number to the secretary, and she would page the offending employee over the intercom. One day the secretary looked up the name from the license plate, and said "I'm sorry, I can't page this guy." The employee was originally from Thailand, and his name was "Dum Phuc".
Posted by: The Tick | March 20, 2004 at 01:09 AM
U can tell which ones died after they phukT--they had smiles on their faces.
Posted by: Bangladeshi_gurl | March 20, 2004 at 07:38 AM