50!!!???....a mere whipper-snapper....!!...it has been scientifically proven that mental attitude has a great metaphysical effect on the body.....the idea is to stay at the mental age of a randy 16 year-old, to keep the body perpetually young......let's see...you have the drinking habits of a teenager, you drive a very fast motorbike, you absail, you like girls in tight t-shirts.....that's a pretty good start!... Carry on like this and we'll have to call you the Peter Pan of Malta!!!.... Happy Birthday for the 9th Jacko!
Excellent idea Natasha!....Malta is a great destination for a summer holiday....the opportunities are rife....knights on snow white horses with large codpieces, damsels in distress, buxom broads with rolling pins, Jacko of Spades on mean machines....and enough local beer to list a tanker....not a dull moment I tell ya....maybe you'll even be lucky enough to attend a CS Meet, where, you'll end up singing karioke in front of an appreciative and applauding audience in a steamy, smoky nightclub!!!... ...it could be so good, in your inebriated state you'll accept a job as bookkeeper/poledancer for the Bugibba del Mar Club, and stay there forever!!....
My postive thought for the day...if you are stuck working from home alone, the good thing is it means that you can drink wine and eat pistacchio nuts for lunch and nobody will know!!!...yihaaaa!
Four Seasons in a Day... Morning was my Spring....sprang out of bed, and went for a run.......then I got all peckish and had a full-on breakfast.....the afternoon was my summer....fell asleep in the sun.....evening was Autumn....drank a lot of the golden amber liquid and fruit of the vine.....midnite was my winter of discontent.....threw up because I had mixed my drinks....and felt like I was dying.....
Maybe everyday is a new chapter......can be boring, can be a thriller, depending on how you want to write it......it's like a diary, written not about the day before, but rather about the day ahead.... .
Flight was safe altho I think we had an inexperienced young pilot.....when he read out his mid-flight monologue, sounded as if he was reading a school composition....and when we landed, I think he left 3 month's worth of rubber skidmarks on the tarmac....
My right arm is well trained from waving frantically, and shouting "No! No!!"...as a particular member of this Forum continues buying beers faster than normal humans can drink them....the only member who survived it was a particular Scottish lass methinks...and the only thing that kept her upright was because she was wedged into her chair....
Yeah, the only risk you take in smiling at strange men in Malta, is that we're likely to follow you home, and sit in front of your door wagging our tails until you feed us....if you don't feed us, we will selflessly lift our legs and pee on your rear car tire....but gosh, we're always so glad to see you!!!!....
RE: Happy Birthday......Jacko21
How did you know???...gosh, it must show.....