This Is A True “Sea-Story”– I’d Like To Hope It Paints Me In An Honorable Light. But It Is True–Take That With However Many Grains of Salt You Require.

I Am NOT A Bad Man.

I Am A Decent, Respectful, Caring Man.

I Have Respect & Compassion.

***

Believe It or Do Not,

But This Was The First

Anti-Racism Film

To Come Out Of Hollywood.

***

I’m Gonna Wash That Man Right Out Of My Hair

Cred For Share: Rodgers & Hammerstein

 

South Pacific-Bali Hai:

Cred For Vid Share: Currywurscht

You’ve Got To Be Carefully Taught- SOUTH PACIFIC

First Really Anti-Racist Hollywood Film

“You Must Be Carefully Taught”

“It’s Not Born In Us”

Rodgers & Hammerstein’s

“South Pacific”

Please Read/Watch It

I’m Stuck On A Thing On A Thing Called “Hope”

I Poured My Heart Into ‘Building’ It

(This Was Not The Out-Come I Required/Nor Desired)

“Part Six of A Sailor’s Scholarly History of the South Pacific:

Mary-Lou and Mama-San and Gainful Unemployment”

Sorry for my profanity: I am a sailor after all)”

Bloody Mary

Fun Little Known Fact:

Most of the Actors in this Scene Are Gay

Hahahahah!

“What ain’t we got?

We Ain’t Got Dames.”

I Love This Movie.

I have spent far too much of my life in the

South Pacific.

Cred: Rodgers & Hammerstein

Here is how Bar Fines are designed to work in Olongapo:

  1. You pay the girl’s bar fine to the Mama San
  2. You get a receipt.
  3. You take your ‘rental’ to your room.
  4. You fuck her.
  5. Sometimes you feed her first.
  6. Thusly sated, satisfied, you cast her away.

Here is how bar fines are not designed to work:

  1. You do NOT Lose it. (Your receipt)
  2. You broke it; you bought it.
  3. You hand over your receipt to your rental so she can leave you.

Well, that is the short version.

The thing is, in Olongapo, Bar Girls walking about on Magsaysay Blvd, alone, without a bar fine receipt are considered in the eyes of the law to be ‘common’ street walkers. And subject to arrest.

And thrown under the jail.

For months.

So what was the very first thing I did with Mary-Lou Perucho?

I handed over my Bar Fine Receipt.

“Here ya go Darling. Put this in your pocket. Don’t lose it. Now shall we go to my hotel?”

“Sure.” She said nervously.

So we went to my cheap hotel. I had no intention of having sex with her. I was just lonely as I have mentioned. I just wanted to talk with her. Get to know her (not in that biblical sense—in that humane sense—I was lonely and she reminded me of an old High School sweetheart…)

I had been drinking (duh), so I excused myself after I had parked her in front of the television. I went to the head, took a piss. Came back. She was gone.

She had left me.

Guess she thought I was gonna try to fuck her.

( I had no such intentions)

But who could blame her for leaving?

I weighed in at two-hundred pounds and change.

She was, soaking wet, about ninety eight.

If I had fucked her, I might have broken her.

But apparently caution  being the better part of smart told her to bug out.

And I had given her, her pass:

The Bar Fine Receipt.

It made me sad that I had not expressed well enough my benevolent propensity.

Of course, like the asshole I was, I went back to Viva Young the next afternoon and complained to Mama San. I wanted my money back. My rental had left me.

Mama San was not amused, but in the spirit of good customer service, she fired Mary Lou.

This was NOT the outcome I desired.

So now was I not just an asshole, but a stellar asshole.

I would have to search out Mary Lou and attempt to make things right.

All I truly wanted was a pretty girl to lay down beside me and hold my hand and listen to my stories…

And keep me company.

And pretend as if she cared.

Just pretend.

I’ll pay you.

After we pulled out of Olongapo, I sent her money every month for a lot of months. When we eventually returned to Ologapo after some months I looked her up and gave her a bunch of gifts I had purchased with her in my mind in Hong Kong. She really was not impressed. Hurt my feelings.

Linda is so beautiful.

To Be Continued

Part Five Maybe? May Be Discovered Here:

Better Watch Out for That Gravity Storm! Or… ‘Be Yet Still My Beating Heart’ And Yes! Yes! I Know! I Need To Seek Council. (Bin There–Did That! It Didn’t Take–Smallish *Sigh*)

Gravity Storm!

It Don’t Give No Warnin’ Sign!

What Has Happened Here?

No Warnin’ Sign!

Never Is

Jimmy Buff-Aye!

*****

My

‘So-Called’

Life!

No Secret How I LOVE Claire Danes!

Ed Note:

This Post...

Is All Convoluted

And Fukk’rd Up

Time-Line–Wise

I May Endeavor To ‘Fix it’ Later

But Don’t Hold Y’re Breath!

Fore I am, After-All,

A Lazy-Faire Son-Uvva-Bitch

*****

Stay Tuned

Or Not!

*****

Bonus:

“I Found My Self,

Face-Down On A Barroom Floor

Crying “My God! What Have They Done To Me?!”

“Back-Sider’s Wine”

JJ Walker

This Canadian Fool Done Lost His Mind–If He Ever Even Had One–Justin Trudeau–I’m So Sorry Canada–Surely Better / Saner Times Must Prevail (Eventually)

Salt Man On Canada!

(Yes–Profanity WARNING)

Hey Y’all!

Say A Little Prayer Fer

‘Canadia’

*****

Aretha Franklin – I Say A Little Prayer:

****

Them Folks Be NEEDIN’

Them Prayer!

Oh Canada!

How Did Y’all Go So Horribly Wrong?!

Here’s A Clue & A Nickle

First The Clue:

“Justin”

Now The Nickle:

“Trudeau”

You’re Welcome

*****

Justin Trudeau Under Fire for Wearing Blackface

The Daily Show:

****

****

Justin Trudeau Gets Roasted in Toronto–

Andrew Schulz:

Oh Canada, Canada, Canada

Oh

CANADA!

Sup With Dis?!

Stop Voting This Pinhead Into Office

Trudeau heckled at ceremony in BC

Marking 1 year since discovery of unmarked graves

Street Cred For Vid Share: Global News

*****

IDIOT MORON

***

Justin Trudeau is a ‘Botox Dictator’

Credit: Sky News Australia

*****

TOP 5 DUMBEST Trudeau Moments Caught on Camera:

Street Cred For Vid: BackBench Politics

***

Bonus Round

Mo’ Trudeau-Related & Some Other

Biden-Bullshit Politics:

Doocy OWNS New Press Sec

When She

TRIES

To Blame Putin for Gas Prices

Credit For Vid Share: BlazeTV

Walking Around Bare-Foot’d On A Broken Wine-Glass Is Not A Pleasant Experience to Experience–Trust Me On This One Folks. I Know–From ‘Experience’

I Adore You Annie!

Best Line:

“I’m Livin’ In An Empty Room”

I Hear Ya Girl!

Yeah! I Crashed my Booze Glass–

It Happens–A-Lot–In this Mouse-House–

So What?

I’s Not Unusual:

Tom Jones “It’s Not Unusual” (April 21, 1968)

On The Ed Sullivan Show:

***

Wine Glass Broke All To Bits an’ Pieces.

Wine Shards All Over My Floor…

Shatter’d

All Over-The Floor

Now

I Must Drink

Directly Outta The Bottle

Even Mo’ Bettah!I

Actually Prefer This Way

(Cuts Our the Middle-Man)

****

Did This Prevent Me From Walkin’ All Over it?

Naw!

I Enjoy To Bleed

It’s Cathartic

Action Jackson: Jackson Browne Was / Is a Misogynist. I Kinda / Sorta Forgave Him That–No! Not Really! Never Will I Ever Forgive Him For That. Such An Asshole!

I have only slapped a woman once in my Life-Time

(My Last Wife)

And I Still Have Not Forgiven Me for That.

I Never Will

And I Must Carry The Shame & Remorse–

Forever

And For Three Days After I’m Dead

I Hate Violence Perpetrated On Women.

Do It Within My Sight.

I’ll Fuk You Up–

Twice

Trust Me:

I Am Quite Capable of Capably Capable Of Fukking You Up.

Do Not Test Me

***

Fuk You Jackson Browne.

You Be “Running On Empty”

But I Do Love The Music You Made—

I Sincerely Do.

I Can Grudgingly Admit That.

Jackson Browne – The Pretender, NY, June 9, 1996:

Joni & Jack-Ass Browne:

NO NO NO NO!

(Not really Like Him—He is An Asshole, As Am I.

I Do Not Tolerate Abuse of Women–Well-Documented By Me In These Pages) But Also Documented By Me: I Appreciate The Art, Even If The ‘Artist’ Is An Asshole.

 

But I liked him anyway

Or/And His music.

I really did like his music.

(I could not help it)

Cred for Vid Share: Megan Smith

*****

Pretending To Be a Real Man:

Fuck U Jacs–Off – Browne

You Fake-A-Zoid Worthless Mother-Fucker!

Yes! I Am A Moron! “Please Love This Up-dated, Un-Varnished Post. I Have Expended An Inordinate Amount Of My Time In The South Pacific

I’m Gonna Wash That Man Right Out Of My Hair

Cred For Share: Rodgers & Hammerstein

 

South Pacific-Bali Hai:

Cred For Vid Share: Currywurscht

You’ve Got To Be Carefully Taught” – SOUTH PACIFIC

Please Read It

I’m Stuck On A Thing On A Thing Called “Hope”

I Poured My Heart Into ‘Building’ It (This Was Not The Out-Come I Required/Nor Desired)

“Part Six of A Sailor’s Scholarly History of the South Pacific:

Mary-Lou and Mama-San and Gainful Unemployment”

Sorry for my profanity: I am a sailor after all)”

Bloody Mary

Fun Little Known Fact:

Most of the Actors in this Scene Are Gay

Hahahahah!

“What ain’t we got? We Ain’t Got Dames.”

I love this movie.

I have spent far too much of my life in the South Pacific.

Cred: Rodgers & Hammerstein

Here is how Bar Fines are designed to work in Olongapo:

  1. You pay the girl’s bar fine to the Mama San
  2. You get a receipt.
  3. You take your ‘rental’ to your room.
  4. You fuck her.
  5. Sometimes you feed her first.
  6. Thusly sated, satisfied, you cast her away.

Here is how bar fines are not designed to work:

  1. You do NOT Lose it. (Your receipt)
  2. You broke it; you bought it.
  3. You hand over your receipt to your rental so she can leave you.

Well, that is the short version.

The thing is, in Olongapo, Bar Girls walking about on Magsaysay Blvd, alone, without a bar fine receipt are considered in the eyes of the law to be ‘common’ street walkers. And subject to arrest.

And thrown under the jail.

For months.

So what was the very first thing I did with Mary-Lou Perucho?

I handed over my Bar Fine Receipt.

“Here ya go Darling. Put this in your pocket. Don’t lose it. Now shall we go to my hotel?”

“Sure.” She said nervously.

So we went to my cheap hotel. I had no intention of having sex with her. I was just lonely as I have mentioned. I just wanted to talk with her. Get to know her (not in that biblical sense—in that humane sense—I was lonely and she reminded me of an old High School sweetheart…)

I had been drinking (duh), so I excused myself after I had parked her in front of the television. I went to the head, took a piss. Came back. She was gone.

She had left me.

Guess she thought I was gonna try to fuck her.

( I had no such intentions)

But who could blame her for leaving?

I weighed in at two-hundred pounds and change.

She was, soaking wet, about ninety eight.

If I had fucked her, I might have broken her.

But apparently caution  being the better part of smart told her to bug out.

And I had given her, her pass:

The Bar Fine Receipt.

It made me sad that I had not expressed well enough my benevolent propensity.

Of course, like the asshole I was, I went back to Viva Young the next afternoon and complained to Mama San. I wanted my money back. My rental had left me.

Mama San was not amused, but in the spirit of good customer service, she fired Mary Lou.

This was NOT the outcome I desired.

So now was I not just an asshole, but a stellar asshole.

I would have to search out Mary Lou and attempt to make things right.

All I truly wanted was a pretty girl to lay down beside me and hold my hand and listen to my stories…

And keep me company.

And pretend as if she cared.

Just pretend.

I’ll pay you.

After we pulled out of Olongapo, I sent her money every month for a lot of months. When we eventually returned to Ologapo after some months I looked her up and gave her a bunch of gifts I had purchased with her in my mind in Hong Kong. She really was not impressed. Hurt my feelings.

Linda is so beautiful.

To Be Continued

Part Five Maybe? May Be Discovered Here: