is that really you, or a rainbow coloured fluffy toilet seat?

Insurance fella - well naturally I will liaise with you for another shady backstreet finacialmeeting, but no more of your troublesome "phaicque" insurance policies! And this time I insist on them being translated into proper Tawakalnistani!

Edited by - Tawakalna on 12/4/2006 11:48:11 AM

I know what ya mean there Taw, though they still offer shaves here in the north,theyre quite shabby in their doing, and don't really fancy the old craftsmanship you described...

although I haven't seen a barbers in nearly a year now as im letting me hair grow long, and I have since started sporting a goatee with slight moustache.


although it might not directly show, this is me, sporting said hairdo and moustache, its also the most recent photo of me, dated somewhere round the end of july (25th I think, I lost most of the days from that period) enjoying the evening sun at 30 degrees C, preparing for a hard nights work selling tokens (made about 2,000 euros that night... one token cost 75 cents, you do the math...)

why are wearing an orstaylyun hat? have you been drinking ginger beer? is that why you're all red and seeming apoplectic, with that strange rabbit-like grin on your face? I'm surprised you haven't got long ears growing up at the back of your head.

so that would explain the foul weather, loc is afoot.

to explain its an american stetson im wearing, a broad black brimmed one to be exact. Im looking red as it had been the 12th day in a row with temps above 35 degrees C, and when you have to work during the day, you don't always have said hat with you. the smile is because im enjoying the evening sun, which for once was below 32 degrees C. The Hottest I actually had a week before with temps rising above 45 degrees C... although that ain't very positive when the humidity is above 80% and you take litres, but barely secrete enough to water aunt petunia's Potplant.

and by thunder, are you calling me a lapine traitor to the cause??

well I would sincerely hope not, but that glass of foul-coloured beverage on your table, combined with rabbit-like toothy grin, made me wonder.

ahhh that, that was Fanta Orange... wasn't allowed to drink on duty, bbut fear not, afterwards I endulged meself on one of the 3 litre bottles of Stolichnaya I brought with me. I despise Gingerbeer, I have once tasted its foul liquid, but couldn't even swallow it as it was already out in the sink, it tasted like piss...

Pah! Obviously an inferior non-brewed imitation! Still, I wouldn't expect a backwards tulip-stomping rural boy like you to appreciate the finer things in life such as GB. Indeed, vodka and raw chicken are all you can find it seems .

Was stuck at Lambert International waiting for a flight home today and found a little barber shop. Decided to go for a little trim and a shave. I had over 2 hours to kill.

Ahhhhhh. The guy used the ol' steaming hot towel and, apparently, health code in St. Louis does not require disposable cutthroat blades. He dipped his blade in an antiseptic bath after stropping it and then gave me a nice close shave.

It really isn't right that we are expected to shave ourselves every morning ... when we are least alert and not able to see all angles to see if a spot was missed. Of course checking with fingers is a good way to get everything but how much more relaxing when someone else does it for you.

Very nice indeed.

Hmph. I wouldn't be so eager to offer *my* throat to a strange man wielding a hot towel and a razor-sharp piece of stainless steel.

Of course... what would you do without all of your fur anyways? They might even nick your ears...

no Esky, i'm sure you wouldn't, because in your case, he'd be a butcher, not a barber!

<anything for the weekend sir? rabbit pie?>

@Loc: Good taste in Vodka. Stolichnaya rocks. It's much better than Smirnoff and that poison that the..uh...um...what the Abominable Hare-Horse whatchamacallit likes.

Mee: Really?? Chet calls me a heretic for drinking it