A letter from mom

[Andocrates]

You will be intrigued by Japan,It is an interesting place, but unfortunately for me, when we went there I found the people scared me, and I really didn't like it. That is probably due to the fact that I was a child during the war, and posters of japanese soldiers killing babies, with blood dripping from thier teeth, were common place, and the propoganda, about thier bestiality, was incredible. Things like that remain buried in your mind. But you are of the new generation, and will probably have a blast.

[Taro Toporific]

... I was a child during the war, and posters of japanese soldiers killing babies, with blood dripping from thier teeth, were common place, and the propoganda, about thier bestiality, was incredible. Things like that remain buried in your mind.

Sounds like my Mom, who once visited the Imperial Palace with me to receive Emperor Hirohito's New Years Greeting.

She laughed at the irony of standing on the cold rain waving a little plastic Japanese flag waiting for the same, "squinting little runt" she labored in riveting B-17 bombers to kill.

[American Oyaji]

Hey man,
Is it necessary for you to hijack threads bragging about your conquests?
I didnt say much earlier, cuz I thought you were a little interesting.

But now,
Check this out man, most of us have DONE our Japanese dirt and have gotten it out of our systems. You are late to the game. When you get older, you'll realise that what you are into now isn't much more than a cow's fart.

You'll look back and wished you had spent your time more productively than chasing ass. There is TONS of pussy in the world and you can't screw them all.

The world is more than girls, drugs, booze and music.

You'll see one day...or maybe you'll take an older man's advice and try something new.

[Andocrates]

Yea, hit us back when you get around 35 and lets see where that led you.

[bluepxl]

everything else, the house on the corner with the white picket-fence, the dog named spot, the families, are career enders in this profession we attempt to play-out professionally called life

i think american oyaji and everyone else here means something far more than that, something more enlightening and interesting.

perhaps they do mean that... i'm not sure. but from my perspective, i don't spend my time chasing ass and i'm incredibly happy with life. there are many things to do in life besides either chasing ass or settling down to be a 9-5 man with a white picket fenced house. for me i don't particularly care for either of those things, cause i found there are more productive things out there than both. your life is what you make it, and by no means you don't ever have to live that "american dream" lifestyle if you don't want. i just think there are more satisfying, productive things to accomplish in your life than just being another guy that banged a lot of chicks from all over the world, then turning 35 and wondering why no girls (except pay girls) will give you the time of day cause you're some dirty old man. just because we're young doesn't mean we shouldn't invest in our future to be a good happy prosperous one with little cares except what color zip up cardigan to wear.

but it's cool, to each his own i suppose.

[Komainu]

When I was 15 I made a list, I called it 'the scribe', in detail it was a list of everything single girl and every single type of girl I have ever wanted to hook-up with in my lifetime, I finished the list right before/around my 17th birthday

that is so fuckin sad...did you tell these girls this or jus tick them off?

[Big Booger]

The next day he found himself awake in a laboratory full of greasy jars with testicles inside on shelves all around him. Not knowing where he was and who brought him there, he lazily aroused, putting his feet on the ground. When he finally stood, he realized something else. It was that feeling you get after you've seen someone masturbate. That awkward kind of feeling. Something was wrong, definitely wrong. He started thinking. Trying to remember what had happened the night before and how he ended up in this place. His mind went blank. He had no clue what was going on, who he was, where he was. It was a total mystery. Surely someone must have taken him here. How could he wind up in a room, bare, except for the shelves of jarred testicles. He thought he was dreaming, but he wasn't. He stumbled around the room, looking for a door. He felt the barren stainless steel walls, looking for a handle. The room was eerily dark, and he couldn't see that well. All of a sudden, as if out of the blue a door swung violently open. In walked 6 naked ladies, all of them the dreams of men's sexual fantasies. Where they come from he knew not. What they wanted he knew not, but he did know one thing. They were bodacious, curvy, and he could feel himself getting aroused. He knew he wanted them, but he was hesitant. He stumbled back as they began to approach him. Two of them grabbed him while the other four were preparing. What are they going to do, as he sat there waiting, stiff with an erection like he had never had in is life. It felt like a rod of titanium. He wanted to have his way with all 6 of these gorgeous naked women. He was determined to lay them all, at the same time if necessary. After all he was in the peak of his manhood. He knew he could handle them. He was a stud and a greenhorn. He was in his prime. All of a sudden, the six women grabbed an appendage, one grabbing his long member, the others grabbing arms, legs, and even his head. They threw him on that same slab that he had been laying on when he awoke. He thought to himself, this must be heaven. Six beautiful women all grabbing and rubbing him in a way that enticed him that much more. They wanted him. They needed him. Without a seconds notice, they brandished themselves on top of him. One coupling her mouth on his titanium rod, the other squatting in a position known only as the "labia pancake." The others rubbing and messaging.. licking, touching feeling. He felt as if he were going to explode. He could feel himself building up pressure, the kind of pressure a man gets after being isolated for years and then all of sudden plunged into the folds of the golden lotus... the kind of pressure an addict feels when deprived of the drug that gives them meaning of life. He was going to spew like the geysers of Yellowstone. He was going to gush all over, not caring at all. The women each taking turns on the donkey to Denver. He felt as if they were going to ride him to death. Time crept by. He thought it must have been hours since this hedonistic orgy began. He soon collapsed from the over exertion of this intercourse of madness. When he awoke... Tune in next week to the exciting conclusion.

[bluepxl]

i got a sweet story myself:

so there was this guy, and entered this dark room. suddenly the light turned on once he hit the light switch. before his eyes lay on the bed an apple ibook 800 and an old powerbook 145b. he turned on some barry white, and so sensually forced the powerbook's printer port wire up the ibook's firewire port. it wouldn't fit, but he kept pushing it in and out, in and out.... then he wanted to upgrade the ibook with ram from the old powerbook, so he opened the ibook case screw by screw, to reveal it completely naked and open. then he took the ram, and forced it in fast and hard..... he did all these things, until it broke and he had to send it in to apple for repairs. and the guy won dumbass of the year award.

that was such a sensual story, wasn't it...

[Big Booger]

I like the story post idea. Would make from some interesting reading.

[GomiGirl]

Rob Pongi does it for me!!

He is a god amongst the rest of us mere mortals!!


Rob Pongi for PM!!! Yeah!!
Rob Pongi for President!!! Yeah!!

(Josh - great post!! )

[Taro Toporific]

...a guy who wanders around Tokyo in Bozo the clown shocking yellow ties and has flags of the nations taped to his head. CONSIDER THE SOURCE AND DON'T BOTHER WITH THE CONDOMS EITHER DUDE

And as for not wearing condoms, well sir, you are DEAD wrong.

Hey, speaking of clowns, check out this FG clown juggling gaijin-size condoms at USJ?

[Big Booger]

However, the difference is this. The actors you named "played" Bozo the clown. Sir, you are Bozo the clown. This is a subtle but important distinction.

Dude, you don't have to dog him like that. I mean why? Are you jealous of his creativity? Do you secretly like him? Is there any reason for calling him Bozo the Clown? He is unique, and you should respect that about him, instead of taking pop shots at him for no reason.

[bluepxl]

In fact, a friend of mine told me just the other day that he saw these foreigners dressed up in wild, colorful and wacky costumes talking to people and filming it with DV cameras in front of Ebisu station! Really, it happened. I wonder where they got that idea from?

i see your point, but it could be possible they've never even seen you before. maybe they are just weird foreigners tryin to freak out the japanese and have a little fun

[bluepxl]

First of all Bozo The Clown never wore ties. He was portrayed by several actors but probably the most famous "Bozo" was Willard Scott in Washington who is now the NBC Today show weatherman. Bozo was also played by Frank Avruch in Boston and Bob Bell in Chicago (who started the longest-running children's TV show still on the air, now starring Joey D'Auria).

wait a second, are you sure about all that? i remember hearing a big deal a while back (1-2 years ago) about THE bozo the clown dying? either i suppose the most recent bozo, or THE bozo (most famous one to play him). i had a lot of friends from chicago who had grown up on his show who were really sad about it. are you sure you're not missing someone or something?

[ramchop]

Dude, you don't have to dog him like that.

Yes he does! Keep it up "Guest", I'm enjoying watching the brilliance of Mr Pongi dealing to you.

Squash the troll! :P

[bluepxl]

no no, there was some bozo that died after 2000. i know it wasn't around 97, cause a few of the people i was with from chicago when we heard the news i hadn't even known until sometime after 2000 or 2001.

[American Oyaji]

I cant wait to get cable again so I can look at Robs site.

Funny thing is, I saw it before when I DIDNT have cable and said I cant wait to get cable.

Then when I got cable, I forgot all about it.

Now that I dont have cable again, i want to see it...

crud

[bluepxl]

by the way, in case you hadn't seen it rob:

http://jonasan.no-ip.org/rogers/index.html

a site i made for mr. rogers. please enjoy... he sure was a great man.