April 10, 2005
THE SWEET SHIP LOLIPOP
Well ladies and gents I am reporting to you from the sight of the reported MUTINY, it seems the mutiny is over, and the first officer,
coaxed by MeTal, Fereydoon, and other voters, have surrendered, and is on Cabin arrest at Captain's private quarters,while he was being led downstairs, Captain looked in -whats his name's eyes, and snared calmly ( imagine Anthony Hopkin as Hanibal Lecter, with sleeked back hair and cool blue eyes), I will have you for dinner later, which he corrected to I will have dinner with you later. For the time being Fereydoon, which secretly made a deal with Captain, has been promoted to first officer, and MeTal has agreed to provide entertainment with the help of maryam and do a Broadway on the sea, with Chorus line as their first production. Father Homer Bent, has been awarded to all the shipmen on the ship, to serve as their BITCH in residence, and the shipmen are free to do to him everything he hhas ever done to all the Choire boys that served under him. To every ones surprise he took his punishment with glee, and broke down singing, " Oh sweet myster of life at last I found you", as the shipmen tore his cloth off and took him bare ass down stairs.
The future of the previous first officer seems in question, but it is quite obvious that with all the love that Captain has for him, he would not be consumed and only licked and suckled for a while. So the turmoil is over and life will go on on SWEET SHIP LOLIPOP.
Hmmm, Father homer Bent's comment seems to brought out the best in Fereydoon and MeTal, and they both left him scorning comments, whether we like him or not, we can not forbid him from leaving comments, since that goes against our mantra-FREEDOM OF SPEECH, he does represent a different view here, and I might ask him to write a guest rant for us here.
Remmeber guys what ever you do your wife would always know, they just do, Marjan and I have had this game we play, or I should say played. Since I do get Munchies at night, marjan hides all the cookies, and munchies in different places, and at night when I am alone and every body sleeping I feel the challange of finding the cookies, and munchies and outsmart my beautiful wife, and as arrogant as I am usually I do not hide the wrappers, or the bags, after I inhale the goodies, to show her that once again I got my way. Well of course I could buy my own goodies and munch on them at night but that would be no fun. So last night Marjan came to me, with a whole new set of chocolate wrapps that I had discarded in my own closet, and in her very loving voice(kinda screaming) she told me that she is tired of this and why do I do what I do. I told her that I have been looking at this as a game we play, to which she answered that is not the same for her and she is running out of hiding places. we had a heated conversation, and as usuall I was not ready to own up to my devious practice, and wanted to be left alone, and she insisted that we should find a solution right then and there, at that point I fled to Amin's room and locked the door, to which she responded, THAT'S VERY GROWN UP. and then she left me alone. This morning she snuggled next to me, and I held her tight, we discussed the problem and I accepted all her reuirements, hoping for some SUNDAY MORNING DELIGHT, BUT Kiana showed up in a few minutes, jumped on the bed, asking WHTCHU DOIN, we said we were talking, and she said, I WANNA PLAY WITH DADDY. She got her way and took mommy downstairs with her, I took a shower and came to work, so no more SEARCHING FOR THE MUNCHIES AT MIDNIGHT for me.
We recieved a comment last week from MUSH, a new visitor, she or he has not introduced herself, but we are happy to have him or her, I hope sh or he visits often and get involved in our open Diologues. we would appriciate to know the jender at least so we can use HIM, OR HER, LESS FREQUENTLY. last night at AKRAM's house Julia asked AMIN if he could sing again for all of us, it seems she had read about his saturday morning adventure, and his doodol, and gooz. it was fun to discuss that further, Julia said that their boat is in the water, and if weather pemits we could all spend a day on the sound.
Posted by Idinraha at April 10, 2005 11:22 AM
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I would like to offer some potato chips to our dear Father Homer Bent in memory of the late Pope. Here is a short film called "Las Papas del Papa" (The Potatoes of the Pope). I personally sometimes enjoyed watching the POPE on TV waving at masses while I was munching my POTATO chips and drinking PEPSI! PPP has always worked. Enjoy:
http://www.ifilm.com/WMPPlaylist.asx?ifilmId=2668079&bandwidth=200
Posted by: Fereydoon at April 10, 2005 02:28 PM
*Yeah!!* the Ship continues to sail despite those evil winds. It is better to roll with the waves than to fight them.
Funny, Marjan hiding candy from you...I have to hide the cigarettes from mine, or at least let him know everyday how much I hate them. I only wish he craved candy and sweets instead of nicotine...a nasty habit.
Posted by: metal at April 10, 2005 02:31 PM