I find that it’s best to kill a thread before it starts.
sits back and waits for a moderator to close the thread and claim the prize
After what we’ve been through?
Not a chance
Go ahead Mods, I dare you
…okay, these next 20 or so slides are actually of the four day Indian VDO bus trip to Srinagar, I know, they’re out of order.
Still, just look at that scenery, lovely isn’t it?
damn.
I probably won’t see the end of this thread. Probably it will be closed or abandoned before I can get back here…
So have a nice weekend all. Just promise me that, in honor of the eventual winner, we have a celebration thread and that I will get lots of kisses and all that celebratory stuff. Please?
You KNOW I’ll bring my knishes. 
Actually, Phobos, if memory serves, a couple of mods DID hack the body of the first unkillable thread, opening it up and posting after it had been closed by another. The urge to kill can be overwhelming, sometimes.
Strange how I can kill a thread with no problem whatsoever at any other time, yet these puppies are immune to my powers.
[sub]where is the love? [/sub]
Jakarta, did you say Jakarta? Wait, I think that’s another tray.
No, wait, I’ll get it…
Here we go, the Sultan’s water palace in Yojakarta, no really it is lovely, you got to admit it.
Hell I’ll give Mermaid and Strutter the full body massages!
If this kills the thread I’ll be very dissappointed.
Your wish is my command.
Have a great weekend, I might be able to add some more assistance to killing this damnable thread, but should it perish before I return I just want to tell you all how proud I am to have been graced with the fortune of fighting alongside such a mighty troup as this.
::bowing:: I salute you!
Wow. You people must be really bored.
Hey boys, you don’t need to fight.
Hot damn I feel lucky tonight.
Ooooh yes, right there. Mmmmmm.
Here let me loosen this thing for you…
Thank you, Mermaid. I was beginning to think this thread would just be one long flashback to my college dating days. Since I NEVER heard the words in your post while I was in college (nor anything similar, for that matter), I have snapped back to the present. You have my undying gratitude.
…now this, is the birdmarket.
And the smell, let me tell you. You know the SO wanted a bird.
And this is Bali, the terraced rice paddies, the vistas.
Really, it’s just lovely.
You there’s something very odd about elbows. She drones on and on in that monotone voice…It’s all very unsettling somehow.
Has anybody noticed she never interacts with any one else in this thread?
And has anybody noticed that her slides are all of places we’ve never heard of? Where the hell is Srinager?
I don’t like it. No don’t like it one bit.
Do you think it’s possible that there could be some kind of weird double helix evil twin thread going on here?
Hey, I’m still pretty weak. Who wants to go try to pull her mask off. It has to be a mask. Look at her skin…no body has a complexion that perfect. Not in the dead of winter…
Poor thread had sunk halfway down the page… we must be slipping. :eek:
Carry on, don’t mind me.
I just crapped in my pants.
… now I have to explain these next few. The SO is never sure the last few pictures on the roll are going to come out. Same with the first few when he loads fresh film. WTF?
As it happened we were there at goat sacrificing time, lucky us. While it was quite an experience, the setting sun, the family gathered around, the chanting, and then, of course, the slaughter. But you can’t really capture all that on film. Although, you’ll notice the SO took about 17 shots.
Personally, I found the skinning of the critter much more entertaining.
But still, it’s lovely, isn’t it?
Now does * that * sound like normal conversation to you?
My proudest moment,
Me driving a Honda, elite. (Kinda like a scooter) Turns out in Indonesia, $4 get you a motor bike, no questions asked. Drivers liscence or no.
Look I’m driving.
We went back a couple of years after this, and they changed it, back to being a passenger for me.
But here’s the proof before your very eyes.
Me. Driving.
Lovely, isn’t it?
:extremely sarcastic voice: Lovely isn’t it.:extremely sarcastic voice:
No it isn’t lovely
The dead goat isn’t lovely.
The pile of cow shit isn’t lovely.
You, my dear elbows are positively evil.
>summoning all her strength, Mermaid struggles to her feet and sneaks up behind elbows while she changes yet another tray of slides.
>In one motion spins elbows around and rips off her mask
(HA I KNEW IT) only to take one look and collapse, muttering to herself.
I don’t believe it…it can’t be…
**elbows ** oh believe it…snicker… lovely isn’t it?