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Friday, November 30, 2007
9 comments:
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AnnoyedOne said...
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"Over the years I got to be quite a connoisseur of soap. Though my personal preference was for Lux, I found that Palmolive had a nice, piquant after-dinner flavor - heavy, but with a touch of mellow smoothness."
--Ralphie
A Christmas Story (1983) -
11/30/07, 8:14 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Nothing . . . NOTHING . . . beats the heady aphrodisiac allure generated by good ol' fashioned Lifebuoy soap aroma lingering on the sweaty flesh of a B-girl wearing really cheap perfume and a cocktail dress that hasn't been washed in 11 days in a smoke-filled bar in Olongapo on a warm night when the humidity forms dew on your belt buckle and the band is playing Louie-Louie after you've had about 9 quick San Magoos.
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12/1/07, 7:34 AM
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Anonymous said...
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"OK Harold. I've tried the shaved beaver,the anal and teeth whiteners,attended the Kama Sutra seminar,all to NO avail. I'll go one step further and use the Palmolive, but if that doesn't do it you can pack your ditty bag and go to hell".
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12/1/07, 7:45 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Oh Eros, That was beautify written. It induced in me a flashback of a magic kingdom for a young testosterone laden man. I wish the flashback would have lasted longer but I simply cant remember. Spent a month straight and vaguely recall the mass consumption of lumpia and waving goodbye to the shit river queen. Would love to elaborate more but after that port the captains orders were "What happens on Westpac, stays on Westpac." 20 years latter and I still cant get the grin of my face.
MooPoo -
12/1/07, 11:07 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Monkey-on-a-stick, shit river, magsaysay street (before it was paved and they installed streetlights), $20 bar girls...
Casca -
12/1/07, 12:56 PM
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Anonymous said...
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MooPoo -- you wouldn't recognize it today ... totally changed, modernized, glitzed up.
That little note I jotted above was from a much longer piece the university provost asked me to write after I retired from teaching. Here's the paragraph it came from:
Nostalgia swings open doors in my mind as a taste of Asia when my wife cooks or when her friends come over to get in their little gaggles and giggle. It roams around in my head kicking up old sensations . . . the oppressive tropical heat like a blanket of warm, aromatic cooking oil all over my body . . . the sting in my nostrils from the old women slowly roasting mysterious bits of goat and dog and cat and monkey over smoky fires and selling it to the sailors as barbecued pig . . . the surprisingly heady, aphrodisiac allure of Lifebuoy soap mixed with sweat and cheap perfume . . . the primal Thump-thump-Thump-thump of overdriven speakers playing "Louie-Louie" and "Black is Black" and "G-L-O-R-I-A" making the walls shake 3 buildings away . . . rain like bathwater coming down from a sky filled with smoke from burning fields and hillsides as farmers cleared their land for new crops . . . white teeth in brown faces smiling, grinning, sometimes genuine, often scheming . . . garlic, onions, pork, chicken, flavored cooking oils, low-quality marijuana . . . outrageously decorated jeeps loaded with passengers careening down narrow, crowded streets for about a penny and a half per ride.
Japan was unbelievably clean. Okinawa was incredibly filthy. Manila was enormously dangerous. Hong Kong was stiflingly crowded. Saigon was enormously confusing. Bangkok was surprisingly cheap. Singapore was refreshingly organized. Korea was immeasurably cold. Subic was unspeakably carnal. And I loved every minute of every hour I was in every one of those places.
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12/1/07, 1:28 PM
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Rodger the Real King of France said...
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Axe yourself this. Without the womyn vote would there have been a President Clinton? Or a Senator Clinton?
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12/1/07, 3:57 PM
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Juice said...
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Rodger,Rodger,Rodger. Are you drinking cheap scotch again in the absence of prozac? STG, please have MoSup pull out a white glove and smite you with it, already!!
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12/1/07, 10:17 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Eros & MooPoo... Thanks for the memories. Mom's bar was my favorite hangout in Olongapo, but the best thing in PI was a good game of "smiles" in Subic City.
Sgsaur -
12/3/07, 10:17 AM
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