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AAAAAAHHHHHHHH Sunday
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Posted:Aug 19, 2006 4:46 pm
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Hello,
It's Sundays again. No lotto, Soooo, back to work.
Still alone, Married, but no sex for a long time.
Soooo, I'm looking. Need to have fun.
I have some jokes for you today.
Hope you like.
Let me know.
Suva taxi drivers
A mother and were riding in a taxi through Suva when the noticed some scantily clad women loitering on a street corner by Sukuna Park.
"Mummy," the little girl asked, "what are all those ladies doing?"
"They're waiting for their husbands to come home from work." The mother answered.
"C'mon lady, they're hookers!" retorted the taxi driver.
After a stunned silence, the asked, "Mommy, do hookers have ?"
"Of course," the mother replied, "where do you think taxi drivers come from?"
The last virgin
Mere asks her boyfriend, Jone, to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this was such a big event, she tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time.
Jone is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps him for about an hour, explaining everything there is to know about condoms and sex.
At the register, the pharmacist asks Jone how many condoms he’d like to buy: a 3-pack, 10‒pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.
That night, Jone shows up at Mere’s house and meets her at the door.
“Oh, I’m so excited for you to meet my parents, come on in!”
Jone goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where Mere’s parents are seated.
The boy sits, quickly offers to say grace and bows his head.
A minute passes and the boy is still deep in prayer with his head down. Ten minutes pass and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, Mere leans over and whispers,
“I had no idea you were this religious.”
Jone turns and whispers back, “I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!”
DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY.
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Hi Everybody.
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Posted:Aug 13, 2006 3:20 am
Last Updated:Aug 13, 2006 3:20 am
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Hello,
It's Sunday again, No lotto still, Bum, back to work. Yes, that 4 letter word. I pref anohter 4 letter word. 
Not much has change from last week. 
Well doing it at lest. 
So, how hope we all OK.
If not, it can be worst.
Trust me.
Not hearing the News much of late. Sick of the bad shit and the wars, that is going on.
Much better to make love not war.
But the world is not the same as it was.
I can remember, when I was younger. That you can walk down the street at nighht, and be safe. (Victoria, Australia)
But I guess, there are worst places around the world.
Fiji is nice, If you have not been. GO!
Not just the resorts, but the towns and villages.
Anyway, I have to go. So have fun, and peace and blessing to you all.
DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY.
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Sundays again.....................
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Posted:Aug 6, 2006 3:16 am
Last Updated:Aug 6, 2006 4:17 am
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Hello everyone,
How are we all?
Hope all is OK.
Me? Well, still looking.
Life for me here, is getting hard.
Thinking of leaving.
But do not want hurt my .
Anyway, hope are things, the part of the world you are in?
Living in Melbourne Victoria, Australia. We are a bit cold, but not much rain. We need it, send some to us.
Did not win Lotto again. So, back to work. GOD! Bus driving.
Watching 60 mins (Aust).
Here is some imfro. Have read at this.
BRASS MONKEY WEATHER
[Q] From Peter Grace: “Over here in Queensland, it gets pretty cool in the evenings at this time of the year (though it’s probably pretty mild by UK standards). The other day, I used the expression brass monkey weather and was asked to explain. Any ideas?”
[A] The full expansion of the phrase is cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey and is common throughout the English-speaking world, though much better known now in Australia and New Zealand than elsewhere. This is perhaps surprising, since we know it was first recorded in the USA, in the 1850s. It is often reduced to the elliptical form that you give (perhaps in deference to polite society – for the same reason, it has been modified in the US into freeze the tail off a brass monkey).
There is a story, often repeated, that the phrase originated in the British navy at the time of the Napoleonic wars or thereabouts. It is said that the stack of cannon balls alongside each gun were arranged in a pyramid on a brass plate to save space, the plate being called a monkey. In very cold weather, the story goes, the cannon balls would shrink and they would fall off the stack.
Don’t let anybody convince you of this. It’s rubbish. There’s no evidence that such brass plates existed. Although the boys bringing charges to the guns from the magazine were known as powder monkeys and there is evidence that a type of cannon was called a monkey in the mid seventeenth century, there’s no evidence that the word was ever applied to a plate under a pile of cannon shot. The whole story is full of logical holes: would they pile shot into a pyramid? (hugely unsafe on a rolling and pitching deck); why a brass plate? (too expensive, and unnecessary: they actually used wooden frames with holes in, called garlands, fixed to the sides of the ship); was the plate and pile together actually called a monkey? (no evidence, as I say); would cold weather cause such shrinkage as to cause balls to fall off? (highly improbable, as all the cannon balls would reduce in size equally and the differential movement between the brass plate and the iron balls would be only a fraction of a millimetre).
What the written evidence shows is that the term brass monkey was quite widely distributed in the US from about the middle of the nineteenth century and was applied in all sorts of situations, not just weather. For example: from The Story of Waitstill Baxter, by Kate Douglas Wiggin (1913): “The little feller, now, is smart’s a whip, an’ could talk the tail off a brass monkey”; and from The Ivory Trail, by Talbot Mundy (1919): “He has the gall of a brass monkey”. Even when weather was involved, it was often heat rather than cold that was meant, as in the oldest example known, from Herman Melville’s Omoo (1850): “It was so excessively hot in this still, brooding valley, shut out from the Trades, and only open toward the leeward side of the island, that labor in the sun was out of the question. To use a hyperbolical phrase of Shorty’s, ‘It was ’ot enough to melt the nose h’off a brass monkey.’ ”
It seems much more likely that the image here is of a real brass monkey, or more probably still a set of them. Do you remember those sculptured groups of three wise monkeys, “Hear no evil, See no evil, Speak no evil”? Though the term three wise monkeys isn’t recorded earlier than the start of the twentieth century, the images themselves were known much earlier. It’s more than likely the term came from them, as an image of something solid and inert that could only be affected by extremes.
DON'T WORRY. BE HAPPY[/S
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Help....need infro
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Posted:Aug 1, 2006 2:35 am
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2006 8:15 pm
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Hi,
Can anyone help me?
I am looking a music peace.
In the Video, a little girl is in her Mums arms.
She gets up and hops on her "3 wheel bike" and
starts to go around the world. She passes
Russia,USA,UK, Mid east etc. In evey sence she
sees her Mum. When she goes around the she, she
goes back her Mums arms, where she goes back to
sleep. The song, sounds like it is in Chinese or
Farzi. But I am not to sure. It is old, (about 15
yrs or more). For my Aussie readers, it was SBS
television. If you know or have an Idea. Please.
let me know
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Death of an Innocent
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Posted:Jul 19, 2006 4:03 am
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2006 12:58 am
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Hello all,
Hope you all are OK.
I have a small sad tail, from what I belive is "The New Woodend Star". Which is a lovley Town, North of Melbourne (Victoria's Capital). My Great x 5 Grand Farther moved near there in the 1800's, Newham (Near Hanging Rock).
This tail is for all the beer and what ever other drinking piss pots to read.
Death of an innocent
Read this anonymous ode, through your tears as I did,
Writes a reader who saw it in “The New Woodend Star”.
I went to a party, Mum I remember what you said,
You told me not to drink, Mum, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mum, the way you said I would,
I didn’t drink and drive, Mum, though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mum, I know you’re always right,
Now the party is finally ending, Mum, as everyone’s driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mum, I knew I’d get home in one piece,
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mum, but as pulled out on to the road,
The other car didn’t see me, Mum, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mum, I hear the policeman say:
The other guy is drunk, Mum, and now I’m the only one who’ll pay.
I’m lying here dying, Mum; I wish you get here soon,
How could this happen to me, Mum? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mum, and most of it is mine,
I hear the medic say, Mum, I’ll in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mum; I swear I didn’t drink,
It was the others, Mum, the others didn’t think.
He was probably at the same party as I,
The only difference is he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mum? It can ruin your whole life.
I’m feeling sharps pains now, Mum, pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mum, and I don’t think it’s fair,
I’m lying here drying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mum, put “Daddy’s Girl” on my grave,
If only they had told him, Mum, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum; I’m becoming very scared,
Please don’t cry for me, Mum, when I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mum, before I say goodbye,
I didn’t drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
I hope you like it.....
DON'T WORRY BE HAPPY
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Hi, it's Sunday again.
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Posted:Jul 15, 2006 4:25 pm
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2006 4:26 pm
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Hi,
It's Sunday again. NO lotto. So back to work .
How has all you poeple been?
Hope is all OK.
I been OK.
Thor
Thor is the Norse god of thunder. He is a of Odin and Jord, and one of the most powerful gods. He is married to Sif, a fertility goddess. His mistress is the giantess Jarnsaxa ( "iron cutlass" ), and their sons are Magni and Modi and his is Thrud. Thor is helped by Thialfi, his servant and the messenger of the gods.
Thor was usually portrayed as a large, powerful man with a red beard and eyes of lightning. Despite his ferocious appearance, he was very popular as the protector of both gods and humans against the forces of evil. He even surpassed his father Odin in popularity because, contrary to Odin, he did not require human sacrifices. In his temple at Uppsala he was shown standing with Odin at his right side. This temple was replaced by a Christian church in 1080.
The Norse believed that during a thunderstorm, Thor rode through the heavens on his chariot pulled by the goats Tanngrisni ( "gap-tooth" ) and Tanngnost ( "tooth grinder" ). Lightning flashed whenever he threw his hammer Mjollnir. Thor wears the belt Megingjard which doubles his already considerable strength. His hall is Bilskirnir, which is located in the region Thrudheim ( "place of might" ). His greatest enemy is Jormungand, the Midgard Serpent. At the day of Ragnarok, Thor will kill this serpent but will die from its poison. His sons will inherit his hammer after his death.
Donar is his Teutonic equivalent, while the Romans see in him their god Jupiter. Thursday is named after him.
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MMMM still looking
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Posted:Jul 1, 2006 6:17 pm
Last Updated:Jul 5, 2006 3:06 am
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Hi,
Sunday again. Still no lotto, back to work. That four letter word.
Down in Melbourne, it is cold!!!
We lost to game (World cup), but they did us good. We be back next time. We don't have to play the bullshit we had to do. Now we are in the asian group. Means more games. Not playing high school football (playing Fiji,Tonga etc, Godd teams, but we was not getting the hard games we needed). To make it wrost, my Aussie rules team is in the toilet (Essendon). What a bugger of a year.
Married but alone. Life's a bitch. Anyway still looking for fun. Still at home because of one little girl (14), whom still cares abouit her Dad. Don't want hurt her.
Anyway, tell me some news in your part of the world.
DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY.]
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Hello, Sunday again
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Posted:Jun 11, 2006 5:05 am
Last Updated:Jun 11, 2006 5:11 am
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Hello all.
I hope all the readers are feeling well.
If not, hope you get better.
Today in Melbourne, it was cold 12oC. no Snow, but it was cold. In Summer, we still complain. 42oC.
I went to school in a Ballarat. In Winter, it got down to -4oC. It did snowed, some times.
Nice way to keep warm. With a nice body next to you, under the covers in bed.
I hope you like this one.
Shakti
by Alan G. Hefner
Shakti (or Sakti) is the Tantric title for the Great Goddess (Devi), realized as a sexual partner and as the innermost animating soul of man or god, like the Greek Psyche, Roman anima, Gnostic Sophia, and the Kabbalistic Shekina, all based on the Skati. Jung declared her to be the figure known as My Lady Soul: "Every mother and every beloved is forced to become the carrier and embodiment of this omnipresent and ageless image, which corresponds to the deepest reality in man." Shakti is translated "Cosmic Energy." She implies "power, ability, capacity, strength prowess; regal power; power of composition, poetic power, genius; the power or signification of a word or term; the power inherent in cause to produce its necessary effect"[S]hakti is the female organ; shakti is the active power of a deity and is regarded, spiritually and mythologically, as his goddess-consort and queen." The Tantras say, "the female principle antedates and includes the male principle, and "this female principle is the supreme Divinity"
Tantric doctrine stipulates mortal women are "life-itself" and Goddess-like, because they embody the principle of Shakti. The sages "hold women in great esteem and call them Shaktis and to ill treat a Shakti, that is, a woman, is a crime." A Tantric synonym for "woman" was Shaktiman, "Mind of Shakti" or "Possessor of Shakti."
In Hindu Shakti is the eternal and supreme power, variously described as manifest energy, the substance of everything and all pervading. The Vedic meaning of Shakti is "energy." In Hinduism Shakti is a term for the manifestation of the creative principle. However, the concept of Shakti is derived from the hoary past and brahminized in later centuries. The concept of the supreme power as female, a mother, a womb, a vulva is not found in the pre-eminently patriarchal scriptures of the Aryans, but arises, to be made respectable by the higher castes, from the submerged prehistoric mother cults of the earliest people of the subcontinent.
A Shakti was also a spirit-wife, or feminine guardian angel, who could be incarnate in the earthly wife, mistress or , or a wholly supernatural figure. "An important division of the 'mythology of woman' is devoted to showing it is always a feminine being who helps the hero to conquer immortality or to emerge victorious from his initiatory ordeals"Every Teleut shaman has a celestial wife who lives in the seventh heaven, where he meets her and makes love to her during his ecstatic journeys."
The final union with Shakti occurs at the moment of death, according to the Tantric mystics. She was both the individual and the cosmic goddess absorbing the body and soul of the dying sage into herself, an experience of unsurpassable bliss on his part. "The possession of her, the cosmic Shakti, the living embodiment of the principle of beauty and youth eternal, is the ultimate quest, the very highest prize."
The Kulacudamani Nigama said not even God could become the supreme Lord unless Shakti entered him. All things arose from their union, but she said, "There is none but Myself Who is the Mother to create." The Lalita Sahasranamam said, "The series of universes appear and disappear with the opening and shutting of Her eyes." As God required her power before he could do anything at all, so her worshipper on earth required the power of his own Istadevata, Shakti, or fair-love."
Likewise, the Middle-Eastern mystics such as the Sufis kept to a similar belief. They proclaimed such a fair-love or fravashi essential to any man's enlightenment. By the Christian Gnostics Shakti was worshipped by such names as Sophia, Pneuma, Eide, or anima. Some Gnostic writings used sexual symbolism to describe the union of one's soul after death with Shakti, as in the Mandaean Liturgies for the Dead: the soul or "image" (Eide) embraces and caresses the dead man like a beloved woman. This Tantric idea came to the West by the Avesta doctrine that, after the death of a believer, his own conscience would overcome him "in the form of a fair maiden."
In Hinduism, for accuracy it should be noted, Shakti means eternal and Supreme Power, variously described as manifest energy, and substance of everything, and all-pervading. In the Vedas the term means energy. Presently Shakti is both connected with and identical to the power of the gods Shiva, Vishnu, or Brahma, the great Hindu triad. From the most ancient Hindu scriptural times Shakti, under a variety of names, is linked to Shiva, the Lord of Sleep (and his various guises, especially Rudra). Shiva is said to be helpless without the divine energy, Sakati. The two, coupled in sexual union, are the two inseparable forces that impregnate the universe with life in all of its forms. Without Shakti, Shiva is merely the Void. "He has no visible form," the Linga-arcana Tantra states. "What can be expected from the worship of nothingness?" Shiva (or Rudra), thus a corpse, cannot be worshipped without Shakti. The Goddess is the source of all, the universal Creator. Shakti does not ev! en need Shiva; as eternal Virgin (Kumari) she does not depend on any one any power, for she is the One Itself as Power.
Shakti, energy, is the personification of a god, recognized in Hinduism, Jainism, and Buddhism. In the more specific context, the Salti identifies the creative force of the god Siva, particularly the ugra or violent aspects of Durgha and Kali. The Shakti may frequently have the same characteristics and carry the same attributes as the principle god. In Tantrism, the Shakti defines the unity of opposites, which is the yoni sexuality that unites with the lingam of Shiva.
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Sunday!! again.
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Posted:Jun 3, 2006 4:29 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2006 4:34 pm
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Sunday, MMMM, still no luck.
No lotto, Still have to work.
That's life.
Hope we are all OK on this day.
Not much to say, but it is a nice day here in Melbourne Australia. But we need the rain.
Had some one winked at me, But I can't email her. due to the restrictions.
But if there a will, there's a way.
Almost getting 100 replys on my 1st post. WOW!
Well, for me it is.
East Timor is having problems again. Hope they can get over there troubles, and get going. With luck they will.
Come on, give a reply.
Here, have a look at this
OH! there once was a swagman camped in the Billabong,
Under the shade of a Coolabah tree;
And he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling,
“Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.”
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda, my darling,
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Waltzing Matilda and leading a water-bag–
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Down came a jumbuck to drink at the water-hole,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him in glee;
And he sang as he put him away in his tucker-bag,
“You’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!”
Down came the Squatter a-riding his thorough-bred;
Down came Policemen–one, two, and three.
“Whose is the jumbuck you’ve got in the tucker-bag?
You’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.”
But the swagman, he up and he jumped in the water-hole,
Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree;
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the Billabong,
“Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?”
What you think.....Almost everyone in Australia Knows this song.
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Another Sunday
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Posted:May 20, 2006 5:11 pm
Last Updated:May 20, 2006 5:23 pm
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Another Sunday.
No lotto winning, so back to work.
Still no luck. Still looking for some fun.
Don’t know which is worst, me going on line like this,
and/or willing to see or meet up with someone
that I have never met.
Well I hope I get some luck soon. 
First thing said to me was, “empty the bin”.
Slept alone again. May as well leave.
How is everyone who has visit me?
Hope you all OK/fit and well.
Here in Melbourne it is cold, well winter is coming.
Get’s down to 7 C (46.6 F) here in Melbourne,
but summer up to 40 C (104 F).
Snowing in the mountains. But that’s about
100-200km (62‒124 miles)away.
Or more. Lucky here in Australia.
We get it all, (surf, sun and snow)
Working 5 to 6 days a week to pay the house.
Party next week, a friends 60th.
Well to do some shopping for in-laws (Whom live in Fiji.
They are good people.
But no luck with the wife.
Thinking of leaving. Start a new life.
Any way must go.
Hope you all are OK.
DON’T WORRY. BE HAPPY.
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Happy Mothers Day
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Posted:May 13, 2006 6:19 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 12:5 pm
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HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MUM'S OUT THERE.
Hope all the mums have a happy Mothers day.
Hope you al got your wish and a enjoyful day.
Hope all your wish come ture.
Boys remember your Mum, You girls too.
A Rose for all the mum's out there.
Kiss on the cheek.
A hug.
Happy Mothers to all the Mums.
DON'T WORRY. BE HAPPY.
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