Comments on: Muan Jai™ http://anothershore.wordpress.com/2008/07/16/muan-jai%e2%84%a2/ Spree-based David reports Tue, 30 Jun 2009 09:18:32 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: Nikon http://anothershore.wordpress.com/2008/07/16/muan-jai%e2%84%a2/#comment-428 Nikon Thu, 24 Jul 2008 05:12:35 +0000 http://anothershore.wordpress.com/?p=217#comment-428 Do not worry; Khun David has been visiting Laos and the regular flow of Blog posts had to be interrupted, as it is difficult to communicate from there. But please take care of your liver, Khun P., you never know when you might need your internal organs to metabolize things... Do not worry; Khun David has been visiting Laos and the regular flow of Blog posts had to be interrupted, as it is difficult to communicate from there.

But please take care of your liver, Khun P., you never know when you might need your internal organs to metabolize things…

]]> By: Concerned http://anothershore.wordpress.com/2008/07/16/muan-jai%e2%84%a2/#comment-426 Concerned Wed, 23 Jul 2008 12:14:19 +0000 http://anothershore.wordpress.com/?p=217#comment-426 darling!! Are you DEAD?? Nikon, please tell us where Mr David is before we all gnaw out our livers with worry. darling!! Are you DEAD?? Nikon, please tell us where Mr David is before we all gnaw out our livers with worry.

]]> By: Huh http://anothershore.wordpress.com/2008/07/16/muan-jai%e2%84%a2/#comment-419 Huh Mon, 21 Jul 2008 13:39:34 +0000 http://anothershore.wordpress.com/?p=217#comment-419 So much for a REGULAR BLOG.... So much for a REGULAR BLOG….

]]> By: Sam the Man http://anothershore.wordpress.com/2008/07/16/muan-jai%e2%84%a2/#comment-413 Sam the Man Wed, 16 Jul 2008 20:51:54 +0000 http://anothershore.wordpress.com/?p=217#comment-413 So, it's official: the Babylon's over, kaputt, no more. Or so this thick-jawed, brown-eyed Adonis with biceps the size of Starbucks' US redundancies told me in his deep, gravelling Romanian dialect just now on the pavement outside the BBB, whereupon I was playing Flanneur and chicken-spotter and longing I too could fly North of his ankles and South of his chest and East and West of his nipples all at once. What more? Eddi amused by my attempts to be a good Hausfrau, Marion verliebt, Thomas in Geld-shtick, M presumably back to the wall in final flight from the hordes of prettyboy bums all gaging to get a piece of his laugh - but then perhaps that's just my fantasy. Do hope you're continuing to revel in your Eastern fantasy, my dear. Or, is it a dream? Or even reality? Do I wake or sleep? Is that the lark or the nightingale or the sound of the U2 rumbling on overhead like so much urgent effluence? Is it be or not-to-be? Achingly yours and bowwow, Great Dane xxx So, it’s official: the Babylon’s over, kaputt, no more. Or so this thick-jawed, brown-eyed Adonis with biceps the size of Starbucks’ US redundancies told me in his deep, gravelling Romanian dialect just now on the pavement outside the BBB, whereupon I was playing Flanneur and chicken-spotter and longing I too could fly North of his ankles and South of his chest and East and West of his nipples all at once. What more? Eddi amused by my attempts to be a good Hausfrau, Marion verliebt, Thomas in Geld-shtick, M presumably back to the wall in final flight from the hordes of prettyboy bums all gaging to get a piece of his laugh – but then perhaps that’s just my fantasy. Do hope you’re continuing to revel in your Eastern fantasy, my dear. Or, is it a dream? Or even reality? Do I wake or sleep? Is that the lark or the nightingale or the sound of the U2 rumbling on overhead like so much urgent effluence? Is it be or not-to-be? Achingly yours and bowwow,

Great Dane xxx

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