I was thinking a couple of oil drums and Gasoline, in your favorite Bateye at the item.:)
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I want a Viking Funeral!
Jimmy's comment was a tad bit insensitive, but then he's an accountant what do you expect. My comment to his comment that I refrained from posting because I didn't want to lay seed to a thread jack was, "Yeah, but he got more than you're probably going to get my young friend"
Jimmy if you go before me I will go to Thailand, if you die there, for your funeral. Columbia is just a hop, step, and a jump away.
If you didn't know you can get insurance that will pay for
an emergency medical evacuation in case your problem is
beyond the local medical facilities capability. It doesn't
cost much. DAN is one example of the type.
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sorry, duplicated post.
The name of the thread is "Life of an ex-Pat in the DR". The name is not "Death of an old English wanker in a shithole". I know many on here use the "countdown" option. Perhaps we could start a thread for a different type of countdown. And we could make it more interesting by actually betting on the correct month and year. I'll take December 2011. Anyone else? It was good it was moved.
I don't want anybody here having a vested interest in the date of my death. Especially anyone whose funds have been cleaned out donating to the Police Benevolent Fund.
I formally propose that Robert13212 be expelled from ISOC for conspiracy and coarse language.
Conspiracy implies, friends, accomplices and/or like minded fellows joining for a common purpose. As Weyland will be the first to tell you, I am extremely unlikable and therefore have no friends. An accomplice requires a close working relationship and due to certain bodily functions and various medical abnormalities that I would rather not go into detail about, that is highly unlikely. Finally we are left with "like minded fellows". I will leave that one to the members of the board. How many minds do you think are as twisted, dysfunctional and backwards as mine? Feel free to chime in because I want this conspiracy rumor put to bed before Weyland is at 6 PM.
And isn't your country that allow you to bet on anything and everything?:)
While I find your proposal extremely touching and very sincere; I really must decline. First I don't believe you have asked my father for my hand. That is a terrible breach of edicate and shows a lack of respect. Second, we would have to move to a country where our union would be legally recognized by competent authority and I am quite content here for the time being. Third, I do not believe that you can support me in the manner that I am accustomed to. Fourth, while you are no doubt quite enamored with me at this time, sooner or later you will return to your Hatian roots and break my heart. Fifth, and most important, I would be condemmed to a life where I had to wake up every morning and the first thing my eyes would encounter is your ugly, sagging jowels; your nipples where your naval should be, a penis that no doubt looks like Mr. Snuffleupagus's hairy nose after being rode hard and put away wet and your ass being supported by the back of your knees.
So while I do appreciate the offer. I respectfully decline but hope we can remain friends.:)