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Started by Slargos, April 27, 2011, 07:36:46 AM

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katmai

Honestly i don't recall specifics :D :P
Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son

Razgovory

It was in somewhere in South Asia (I think it was Sri Lanka), he hired a prostitute who he believed was a POW.  If I recall correctly he called it a "not unpleasant" experience.
I've given it serious thought. I must scorn the ways of my family, and seek a Japanese woman to yield me my progeny. He shall live in the lands of the east, and be well tutored in his sacred trust to weave the best traditions of Japan and the Sacred South together, until such time as he (or, indeed his house, which will periodically require infusion of both Southern and Japanese bloodlines of note) can deliver to the South it's independence, either in this world or in space.  -Lettow April of 2011

Raz is right. -MadImmortalMan March of 2017

Razgovory

I found the thread.

http://languish.org/forums/index.php?topic=3311.180

QuoteNo sleep, so pardon my kidnapping of this thread while I tell another anecdote of Sri Lanka. My friend and I, both young men in our best years, one night found ourself in want of something to do for an evening in Colombo - unfortunately, this endeavour we made our own we found to be quite difficult in a pitch-dark city under curfew with few cars on the street except military vehicles, and few people to be seen walking except men in uniform with big weapons walking two-and-two one on each side of the street. After some searching, however, our new-found friend the tuk-tuk driver promised to find us a place owned by one of the generals, and hence above the law. It was a nice place, although hidden away, in a cellar, with a non-descript entrance. We were soon approached by ladies asking to join us, which we agreed to, though we didn't agree to buying them drinks. At least not as much as they wanted us to. They were pleasant company, but I assume that was their job to be. As the evening passed and the mental fortitude found itself conquered by beer, my friend suggested we should take them up on some of their more shame-less offers, and I acquiesced.

Anyway, we were informed the ladies in question were for purpose of company in the bar and no more, and we were escorted elsewhere, into another non-descript entrance, up a flight of stairs. I was very drunk, but I made it up the stairs with only the slightest of difficulty. I soon found myself in the company of a stout, short and sturdily built, muscular rather than fat, young lady. The experience was not entirely unpleasant, but not very pleasant either. As this is a family forum, I shall spare you the details. She was quite obviously tamil, based on her complexion and other characteristics, where tamils differ from sinhalese, but it was only later I drew the conclusion she was probably a prisoner of war. The Tamil Tigers employ female cadres with great efficiency, and they also make the best suicide bombers. Sinhalese troops are told to be extra careful with the ugly tamil women, as those women are the most likely to want to blow themselves up, or so it is said, from 25 years of counter-insurgency experience.

You'd all be quite right to condemn me for my lack of morals. Probably not a very good idea of mine to write this little confession of what might be a crime (anyone more well-versed in itl. law here who knows if it might be? I am talking about soliciting the services of a prisoner of war). I blame these sleeping pills, they do strange things to me without making me sleep. But I trust present company to be familiar with the old saying of snitches get stitches. Now I'll try taking another one of these things.
I've given it serious thought. I must scorn the ways of my family, and seek a Japanese woman to yield me my progeny. He shall live in the lands of the east, and be well tutored in his sacred trust to weave the best traditions of Japan and the Sacred South together, until such time as he (or, indeed his house, which will periodically require infusion of both Southern and Japanese bloodlines of note) can deliver to the South it's independence, either in this world or in space.  -Lettow April of 2011

Raz is right. -MadImmortalMan March of 2017

Capetan Mihali

You have to chain yourself to the bed when you're taking Z-drugs for sleep.  I've gotten up, after taking them and not being able to sleep for an hour, and posted things on Languish that I might not have in a proper state of mind.  Fortunately, I can say with near certainty that I've never had sex with a prisoner of war, so the stakes are a little lower.   :sleep:
"The internet's completely over. [...] The internet's like MTV. At one time MTV was hip and suddenly it became outdated. Anyway, all these computers and digital gadgets are no good. They just fill your head with numbers and that can't be good for you."
-- Prince, 2010. (R.I.P.)

crazy canuck

Quote from: katmai on April 28, 2011, 07:00:43 PM
Quote from: crazy canuck on April 28, 2011, 06:37:43 PM
Where does the rapist thing come from?

SE asia and rent girls or somesuch. jesus do i have to remember everything for you people?

In a word - yes.

Razgovory

So let this be a lesson to you all.  Don't say anything on this board you don't want to be reminded of.  Raz remembers everything.   Everything... :ph34r:
I've given it serious thought. I must scorn the ways of my family, and seek a Japanese woman to yield me my progeny. He shall live in the lands of the east, and be well tutored in his sacred trust to weave the best traditions of Japan and the Sacred South together, until such time as he (or, indeed his house, which will periodically require infusion of both Southern and Japanese bloodlines of note) can deliver to the South it's independence, either in this world or in space.  -Lettow April of 2011

Raz is right. -MadImmortalMan March of 2017

garbon

Quote from: Capetan Mihali on April 28, 2011, 07:46:35 PM
You have to chain yourself to the bed when you're taking Z-drugs for sleep.  I've gotten up, after taking them and not being able to sleep for an hour, and posted things on Languish that I might not have in a proper state of mind.  Fortunately, I can say with near certainty that I've never had sex with a prisoner of war, so the stakes are a little lower.   :sleep:

I've never had issues with them at all.
"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.

Slargos

Quote from: Razgovory on April 28, 2011, 10:07:27 PM
So let this be a lesson to you all.  Don't say anything on this board you don't want to be reminded of.  Raz remembers everything.   Everything... :ph34r:

Bringing Raz into Languish is like bringing a digital camera to a party. That shit's just not right.

The Brain

Women want me. Men want to be with me.

katmai

Quote from: Slargos on April 29, 2011, 01:24:33 AM
Quote from: Razgovory on April 28, 2011, 10:07:27 PM
So let this be a lesson to you all.  Don't say anything on this board you don't want to be reminded of.  Raz remembers everything.   Everything... :ph34r:

Bringing Raz into Languish is like bringing a digital camera to a party. That shit's just not right.

If we have to put up with you then he can come too.
Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son

Slargos


Capetan Mihali

Quote from: garbon on April 28, 2011, 10:36:14 PM
I've never had issues with them at all.

They are very useful, but if you take them and still can't fall asleep, and get up while they are acting, you can act strangely... combined with the amnesia, it can lead to embarrassing choices.  Sleep-eating is a common one.
"The internet's completely over. [...] The internet's like MTV. At one time MTV was hip and suddenly it became outdated. Anyway, all these computers and digital gadgets are no good. They just fill your head with numbers and that can't be good for you."
-- Prince, 2010. (R.I.P.)

Pat

What can I say, it's not something I'm proud of and I probably deserve to be reminded of it.

Slargos

Quote from: Pat on April 29, 2011, 07:36:09 AM
What can I say, it's not something I'm proud of and I probably deserve to be reminded of it.

:lol:

That's bull shit.

You deserve to have it slapped in your face for showing the remarkable stupidity of jawing about it here, but you sure as shit don't "deserve" to be reminded of it for its own sake. If you need reminding of it, it certainly wasn't that big a deal for you, and your crocodile tears are of little value here.

The Good Lord will punish you as he sees fit.

Pat

#164
BTW Joan I wonder if you're familar with the works of economic historian Gregory Clark? He seems to be the currently most fervent champion of Malthusianism (in a sense of the word more in line with grumblers) and while I remain unconvinced of his more extraordinary conclusions (especially his proposed cause for the industrial revolution) I find some of his arguments to be very firm and some of them go directly counter to what you're saying.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mYspzYiX_kg