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I am screaming out loud in my heart
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Hey, no lah, she already mentioned she prefers females. So I don't wish to waste her time lah.Similar to you my uncle lost a loved ones leecentlee. But he has his ways of suppressing his lost and emotions .
My uncle wish you can have a rendezvous with @glockman. He can bring some lights to you
You’re in Bali? Heard they do good tattoos there
knn
Got tantric sex and LKB Tonic soup too
Knn
My emotional state is much better today. Anyway, I really don't know. At times like this, I really feel fine. But out of the blue, when something is triggered in me, I just go downhillSimilar to you my uncle lost a loved ones leecentlee. But he has his ways of suppressing his lost and emotions .
My uncle wish you can have a rendezvous with @glockman. He can bring some lights to you
I am still undecided.You’re in Bali? Heard they do good tattoos there
I never say that. I don't think I am a pure sapphist. And I don't think it's good to be in a relationship again. That's what I think now. I don't know.
Prefer but she doesn't hate man right ? My uncle think can pursue lah as she likes your character and suave that's already won half the match
That's normal. As my uncle mentioned before life will never be the same again. We can keep in our heart and once a while take it out to commemorate.
My uncle always will leemind himself that everyone needs to go 1 day so it's just a matter of when. My uncle feel better this way to accept life.
Please don't always view man and woman in a mandatory relationship silo.Prefer but she doesn't hate man right ? My uncle think can pursue lah as she likes your character and suave that's already won half the match
In real life, I have close opposite gender friends. I believe the same can happen online too. And with online, it's anonymous and everyone is judged by what they post, irrespective of whether they are handsome, beautiful, toad or pig faces.
For all you know, I might be ugly, fat, and have a nauseatingly punchable face. At least, this equation is taken out of friemdly online chat.
I really do like your down to earth optimism. At least now I know behind the happy faces I see in real life, there's always an untold story of sadness or some sort of sore sad spot.
For your information wrt to why I call you the Roaring Dick of Dover, the Jovial Good Fellow of Kent.But yes, I am a jovial and good man.And no, don't know who those people you mentioned are.
https://manyheadedmonster.com/2014/11/13/alehouse-characters-1-the-jovial-good-fellow/
Meet our first alehouse character: Roaring Dick of Dover, the Jovial Good Fellow of Kent.
Roaring Dick of Dover
Roaring Dick is the narrator of an eponymous 1630s drinking ballad of the sort that would have been performed in, and perhaps even pasted onto the walls of, England’s seventeenth-century alehouses. His message is an inviting one: join him in a toast…
“Here’s a health to all good fellows,
that intend with me to join,
At the Tavern, or the Ale-house,
and will freely spend their coin.
But for such as hate strong liquor,
are not for my company,
O it makes my wits the quicker,
when I taste it thoroughly.”
Roaring Dick’s panegyric to a few pots of strong stuff down at the alehouse was typical of a whole genre of contemporary drinking songs – known as ‘good fellowship’ ballads – and it provides us with valuable insight into the reasons why so many people chose to spend their time and money in England’s growing number of alehouses (there were roughly 25,000 of them in the 1570s, but their number had rocketed to 50,000 by the 1630s.)
The alehouse was on the rise
Historians have long been aware that alehouses were becoming more prevalent in seventeenth-century England than they had ever been before, but explanations as to why tended to see this as a function of growing poverty. England was witnessing a period of high food prices and low real wages, and the popularity of the alehouse was therefore attributed to growing numbers of poor men stepping through their doors in pursuit of narcotic oblivion, seeking out alcohol as an anesthetic that could render them senseless and thus ‘blot out the horror of their lives’.
But Roaring Dick paints a rather different picture of alehouse culture: for him a visit to the alehouse was not about achieving a state of drunken oblivion. Rather, it was about enjoying spending time in good company: in ‘good fellowship’. He has little time for those who want to sit around glumly drowning their sorrows:
“Wherefore should we live in sorrow,
since we may embrace true joy?
Today alive, and dead tomorrow,
as most commonly they’ll say.”
He wants to seize and enjoy the moment, encouraging his companions to ‘Come my Lads, be blythe and merry’ and to ‘sing and drinke’ long into the night. For Roaring Dick, and for many other ballad good fellows, the alehouse is a world of liberality, pleasure, and of living-in—rather than escaping from—the present.
It’s one of the key arguments of the book, then, that contemporaries flocked to the alehouse above all to engage in this spirit of jovial good fellowship. It was a hub of camaraderie, sociability and friendship, and it was for this reason that men and women, young and old, poor labourers and prosperous yeomen farmers, headed down the pub.
Of course, alcohol was part of the attraction. Roaring Dick was not alone in insisting that you had to ‘taste it thoroughly’ to get the best out of a visit to the alehouse. But its attraction was not as a narcotic or anesthetic – a type of drug that dulls the senses – but rather as a stimulant, something that would, as Dick puts it, ‘makes my wits the quicker’. A generous helping of ale, beer or wine was recommended as it served as such an effective adjunct to the desired environment of mirth, jollity and song. It was seen as a pick-me-up.
Contemporaries called this state of sociable intoxication being ‘merry’, and that’s what they were aiming for when they drank. They were well aware, however, that it was all too easy to overshoot this optimal level of drunkenness and end up being ‘overcome’ by drink, a state where all control of mind and body was lost: a state of alcoholic stupor. Overstepping the mark was not uncommon, but ending the night in a state of drunken oblivion was not what alehouse-goers were in it for. In fact, those who did cross the line were likely to be subjected to the further humiliation of elaborate shaming rituals, as we will see in the next post…
tragic. but there are several chances of reunions in the next 69 lives. most likely will be reborn as either ah neh or nigger before 2069.I hope you don't mind, I would like to invite a few forumers to join in this discussion. They would be thrilled we have another sister here.
@strawberry
@nightsafari
@sweetiepie
@Cottonmouth
@zhihau
@eatshitndie
@nayr69sg
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What's happening here? Mass orgy over a transgender?I hope you don't mind, I would like to invite a few forumers to join in this discussion. They would be thrilled we have another sister here.
@strawberry
@nightsafari
@sweetiepie
@Cottonmouth
@zhihau
@eatshitndie
@nayr69sg
Awesome sunset! You at Uluwatu?
For this my uncle has his leeservations for further comments. The best outcomes is of course a fairy taled online turned real life friends .
Thanks for this comment on my uncle.
It is just how a person sees things. Some people just cannot accept it and do certain actions to hurt themselves. But my uncle believes majority can move on as times goes by.
My uncle would like to introduce you this song as part of the ongoing grieving process together with My uncle.
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