once upon a time davewasthere visited the philippines…and merlmd living in the philippines sees that he has a big bike…could it be a ducati?

he is so god dam handsome….... and a bit cheeky reminds me o someone i darnt mention but yip defo one handsome lad….. and his patter is good tooo ….............

No idea why I want to meet this lad. Possibly, it’s a sense of deja-vu. I think he reminds me of someone else called Tbug that I wanted to meet.

Sadly, that Tbug was a complete plonker and deleted his account. Here’s hoping this ‘replacement’ gets his ducks in a row and doesn’t do anything quite so silly/drastic!

Joy is pretty decent at photography (and it appears to be a genetic trait because Raph seems damn good at it too) but she has this odd obsession with public toilets.

_{And possibly an unhealthy obsession with her own, considering how much pleasure she derives from cleaning it!}

My question is: What makes this lady take photos of public toilets. Is there some bigger scheme involved?

He me asked a question I needed to ask myself…in some sort of cosmic miracle that question came just when it needed asking…and answering…I can hardly wait to meet Dave in person since he has somehow become part of the history of my life.

=)

I was having a shower this evening (after football, but before bed) and I started thinking about Tbug.

_{Don’t worry dude. It was in a completely hetero way!}

I reckon I want to meet this guy sometime near the end of 2007. Reason being, I’d like to buy him a drink to celebrate his new relationship with a girl he meets in the next few months. She will find his faults endearing and luxuriate in being treated like a princess occasionally (without taking the piss and expecting it all the time). They’ll have ups and downs but mostly ups – and both will wonder why they hadn’t met the other just a few years earlier… wouldn’t that have been just as wonderful.

Although, once we’ve finished our sushi and the last of the crisp cool Japanese beer while sitting in the hot Australian sun, Tbug tells me that he didn’t actually meet this girl – then starts bitching about his ex and how she is still fucking with his head….

...well, the rest is a bit blurry, but the headlines the next day reads:

Crazy Kiwi attacks Local with Spork!

So we can share some coffee in a serendipitous moment on a sidewalk cafe somewhere in Paris. Assuming she is not too insanely busy with her latest dress collection of course.

_{But then again, there is always time for coffee…}

if you think he looks good on his bike…

see how well he scrubs up when he’s heading out on the town.

_{wolf whistle}

Because after he’s returned my motorbike (that he borrowed without really asking me just so he could impress the ‘chicks’) I’ll demand a manly back-thumping hug in return just to make him feel a little awkward.

Oh, and he’s a top bloke.