ping Larry L
 

I sent an email to your hotmail account speedy spanish..

john

ping Larry L
 

"asadi" wrote

I sent an email to your hotmail account speedy spanish..



I sent a reply, thanks

gosh I feel so 'important' don't think I've ever been pinged before ...

ping Larry L
 

"Larry L" wrote in message
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"asadi" wrote

I sent an email to your hotmail account speedy spanish..



I sent a reply, thanks

gosh I feel so 'important' don't think I've ever been pinged before ...


I was in a small village...very small. Sand roads and dirt floors. I had
been there some weeks up the Essequibo River in Guyana and I was leaving the
next day. A family had adopted me...to both our benefits, I had a place to
stay and they had someone who always came home with a chicken or fruit.

I had been out late, the local boys and I...carousing quite a bit and I was
staggering to my room. Imagine my surprise when I entered and found signs
wishing me a 'Happy Journey' and food and other much festive occasion.

Three, count 'em three young maidens came to me and said, "John, what would
you like?" Ever the idiot I pretended ignorance....but they were not to be
deterred.

So we proceeded downstairs and out back under the palms and coconut trees to
the hammock. To the first and most matronly...the softest, I said, "Rock me
in the hammock." To the second and perhaps youngest, albeit of an
indeterminate age, I said, "Feed me fruit."

....and to the third, I said, "Ping me, baby!"

....and by the time I explained that...further festivities, although within
my inclination, were not in my wherewithal....

....so help me god.............

john

ping Larry L
 

On Feb 26, 4:12 pm, "asadi" wrote:
"Larry L" wrote in message

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"asadi" wrote

I sent an email to your hotmail account speedy spanish..

I sent a reply, thanks

gosh I feel so 'important' don't think I've ever been pinged before ...

I was in a small village...very small. Sand roads and dirt floors. I had
been there some weeks up the Essequibo River in Guyana and I was leaving the
next day. A family had adopted me...to both our benefits, I had a place to
stay and they had someone who always came home with a chicken or fruit.

I had been out late, the local boys and I...carousing quite a bit and I was
staggering to my room. Imagine my surprise when I entered and found signs
wishing me a 'Happy Journey' and food and other much festive occasion.

Three, count 'em three young maidens came to me and said, "John, what would
you like?" Ever the idiot I pretended ignorance....but they were not to be
deterred.

So we proceeded downstairs and out back under the palms and coconut trees to
the hammock. To the first and most matronly...the softest, I said, "Rock me
in the hammock." To the second and perhaps youngest, albeit of an
indeterminate age, I said, "Feed me fruit."

...and to the third, I said, "Ping me, baby!"

...and by the time I explained that...further festivities, although within
my inclination, were not in my wherewithal....

...so help me god.............

john


Epic.