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Bratislava, Brazil, Brkon, Danube, Eurovea, Rhine.Europe United Emirates, Slivoviz, Slovakia, Svetlana
As most of you still remember Brkon, I thought it might be time to let you know how I fared. Suffice to say that things are looking up! The plight of Bratislava’s male youth is a common story of many having survived years surrounded by so many mouth-wateringly beautiful Slovakian women. Many fall for their beauty and as the years go by love takes its toll and many are left to their deeply ingrained vices, end up wandering the streets, impoverished and looking unshaven. You might see them hanging around the Bratislavan market places, scrounging for alms with a nostalgic wish to return those earlier times steeped in love and seductions. They so desperately remain in search of ‘happy’, but as the years relentlessly marches they pay a heavy price. They are now the outcasts, the societal flotsam washed up like the so may sullied and used condoms along the banks of the Danube River, carelessly thrown overboard by the Rhine- Danube River crowds drunk with cruising for love. The lot for so many tortured souls.
This is what happened to this Brkon. They say the first step to recovery is to admit one’s compulsive habits. If you still remember my adventures with the lovely Svetlana so many years ago including my first youthfully bursting experiences on the silken smooth valley of the svelte lilies, you might also recall how my dear old Nana had a nice little earner going with her sly-grog slivovitz operation inside the cow-shed. The combination of so much of my Nana’s duty-free slivovitz and so many warm thighs made me a debauched and lost soul sadly wandering the Danube’s river bank. In vain I searched for the anchor that would hold me steady. I knew there had to be something more to life than sex and booze. It does. Listen carefully.
Late one night, I was again listlessly wandering along the Danube River’s bank. The distant sparkling lights of Bratislava once again beckoning me. I knew that surrender to yet another night of loneliness and despair had become such hopeless course. It was an endless routine, falling again for a whore’s bloated blue veined listless limbs aided by Nana’s slivovitz. I had reached rock bottom.
I kicked a bottle shimmering in the light of the Danube’s ghoulish moon. I noticed something inside it. I pulled the cork off and shook the contents into my hand. It was indeed a message that for extra protection was wrapped inside a condom. The silver foil had “drsny jazdec kondom” printed on it. I knew enough English that it was a popular condom sometimes colloquially known as ‘rough riders’. The message had just two words, “Pigs Arms”. How odd. Little did I know it would set into action a most fortuitous chain of events that would lead me once again back on the virtuous path of wholesome decency and survival.
After arrival in my sparsely furnished room I opened my laptop and Googled those two mysterious words “Pig’s Arms”. It gave me the web- address and I immediately send of an S.O.S using the pseudonym of ‘Gerard’. You by now know my real identity of Brkon but let me make amends for keeping up the pretense of being ‘Gerard’ with a Dutch ancestry. I am Slovakian and really Brkon. I am capable of so many things but with slivovitz and the Siren Call of heavenly thighs have wasted so much of my potential.
Since re-connecting with The Pig’s arms I have come not only good but also into a lucrative financial opportunity as well. Let me share this with all of you. Through the turn- around of my life I have landed a job as a croupier at the Eurovea Mall on the banks of the Danube. Isn’t it an amazing coincidence that the River Danube with its vile booty of sad condoms and a bottle cast by a certain P/Arms client has been the catalyst of so much glad tidings?
As I now deal with bets as well as many wealthy clients, an opportunity has come my way of making some money for Slovakia but also for the Pig’s Arms. It involves a wealthy client who wishes to use the pig’s Arms to advertise an online gambling venue in Bratislava. I would not be so presumptuous as to speak for all the Pigs Arms Clientele, but … with The House of Pain and the back room somewhat quiet of late (even with the doubling of extra pain without charge) and Grannies wedges been replaced with the Sushi-bar next door, it does present a way of getting some money back in continuing the ever growing P/Arms.
Hardly a day goes by when it doesn’t receive over three hundred ticks. Most of them from Europe including but not only, Eastern Europe and the UK, even from Finland, Iceland and Greece. Then many from Brazil, Indonesia, Japan, Australia and the United Emirates. By the sheer persistence of the writers and respondents, the P/Arms Blog has come to the attention of advertisers. The money offered is not large but it is real and who knows what the future brings… So, what does the Pigs Arms feel about all this? I know we are a bit left of the right but ,if some mulla comes our way; it will be to reimburse what has been spent. Or at best for bread and lentils. We will never become Gina or a Packer.
Let us know and brainstorm how you feel about it. It’s for the Pig’s Arms.
Regards: Brkon at Eurovea.
Lehan Ramsay said:
I don’t have any objection to the idea.
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V.L said:
One has to be careful with ticks.
Tick Removal
If a tick is detected that is attached, never attempt to place any chemical such as methylated spirits onto the tick, nor should it be touched or disturbed, as the tick will inject saliva into the skin, which could make the situation worse. Rather the tick should be sprayed with an aerosol insect repellent preferably containing pyrethrin or a pyrethroid (if a repellent cannot be found which contains a pyrethroid, then Lyclear, a scabies cream containing permethrin will work fine). The combination of hydrocarbons and the pyrethrin acts as a narcotic and a toxicant, and prevents the tick from injecting its saliva. The tick should be sprayed again one minute later (or dabbed with the Lyclear) and left. After 24 hours it should drop off naturally or be gently removed with fine-tipped forceps. It is normal for a tick bite to remain slightly itchy for several weeks, however if other symptoms develop, then a doctor should be consulted immediately.
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astyages said:
Yeah, bloody right you gotta be careful with ticks… put ’em in the wrong boxes and all hell could break loose… we could even get that louse Abbott for a prime monster!
On the other hand, I’m sure GW knows ALL about ‘tick removal’!
😉
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Big M said:
Too much friggin’ around. Just completely cover them in vasoline. They die, as their multiple tracheae are coverd, then they drop off.
You’re over-thinking things, as usual VL (much too cerebral).
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V.L said:
Did you know why only a couple of sperms make it? they lose direction. I read an article, over the weekend. They’re bad at taking corners.
http://articles.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/2012-05-08/science/31626019_1_sperm-cells-scientists-walls
What I want to know is, why is it that women are such bad drivers?
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helvityni said:
Advertising is fine by me, nothing happens without somebody putting in time and money.
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astyages said:
Ah, Brkon… you sound like a man after my own heart… However, I want to warn you: Don’t be taken in by the innocent looking nature of your new and lucrative surroundings; remember the old saying, “The sweeter it look, the sharper the hook!”
😉
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gerard oosterman said:
Yes Asty, I am well aware of the pitfals of commerce. Most offers of money making includes forking it out instead of making it. However…many blogs do receive attention from advertisers and get paid. The piece is really to find out what the P/A thinks of allowing advertisers on our blog. It works both ways by increasing traffic and the possibility of a little money.
It has been, as far as I know, Emm that has forked out the mulla. A couple of years ago there was an attempt at getting a few dollars together to re-emburse this but I never paid a cent towards any costs. I don’t know of any others!
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astyages said:
Well, of course… if there’s the possibility of loot in the offing…
But exactly what kind and level of advertising would we be talking about Gerard? I must admit the thought of possibly being paid even for the odd contribution here and there might do much to facilitate my creative muse… and alleviate my depression…
Of course, it would all have to be done in ‘the best possible taste’…
😉
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gerard oosterman said:
There has been some offers of advertising but as far as I know nothing very definite at this stage. What about if there were offers of advertising? Would all be in favour or not?
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astyages said:
I suppose to some extent it would probably depend on who the advertisers were, Gerard… I mean… some offend one’s sensibilities more than others… and some advertise better products/services than others… that’s what I meant by ‘the best possible taste’… (quoting Kenny Everett, of course!)
🙂
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sandshoe said:
I like the pineapple flavour ones. 😉
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Big M said:
I’m all for it as long as we get some ads for products that will make one’s (or perhaps another’s) penis longer.
I can’t get enough of them.
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gerard oosterman said:
I am (modestly) waiting for a penile reduction ad. Do you know of any reduction specialists?
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Big M said:
I’m amazed that if you rub these special penile enhancement creams into one’s willy, it will grow larger.
My experience is that rubbing ANY cream into the wedding tackle tends to make it grow. I’m not sure about penis ensmallment, perhaps one should refrain from rubbing it with any creams, unguents or emollients!
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astyages said:
Gerard, I know of one specialist of the kind you mention; she lives in the USA, but I can’t give you the address of the penitentiary in which she’s currently residing… name of Sarah Bobbit…
😉
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astyages said:
Sorry… got that name wrong didn’t I… I meant, of course, LORENA Bobbit… (Strangely appropriate surname, somehow…)
🙂
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Big M said:
It’s all wee wee and poo poo with us boys, isn’t it!
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sandshoe said:
I have been searching myself but for the cursed disperser of emails to my inbox suggesting I get across online casinos.
My extraordinarily- no I truly mean it- beautiful-NO! Not like me!-adult progeny who are likely on their paternal line children of Slovakia stop people in the streets with their beauty. I was walking down a shopping aisle behind one of them one day the first time I saw it, that people en masse forgot what they were doing and turned to intensely watch the object of their gaze. I have evidentiary images in my mind of the trait of human compulsion.
Aside from question of what of your descriptive images are tongue in cheek and what`is evidence of your understanding of human behaviour Gerard, I have thoroughly enjoyed reading this episode from the life of Brkn. Great blarney.
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gerard oosterman said:
Yes Shoe,
I blush with all your praise 🙂 thank you and I am glad you enjoyed my fantasy. The spam e-mails can be dealt with by higher security settings, even so I sometimes travel to the spam box and delete many dodgy e-mails including those promising ‘enlargements’ with the promise of ‘ have them screaming for more’. Scream for what more, my apple crumble perhaps?
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sandshoe said:
I miss the steady diet I enjoyed in the city of foreign language films, Gerard. My goodness, you do a good apple crumble do you? In the absence of SBS for the foreign language film I could easily go a bowl. 🙂
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Brkon said:
Just have a look where I am working. It is right on the river.
http://kancelarie.eurovea.com/sk/
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sandshoe said:
Nice spot. Like the other one we saw here that is a camera on Paris it makes me want to travel.
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gerard oosterman said:
It wasn’t easy Big M. The complaints by Leila, Tatjana and Nadia about my performance (or lack of it) made me decide to come good and I haven’t had slivovitz since my recovery started.
As for the money, no Ghanian or African ex minister, just a UK based company having spotted our P/Arms. Details are still foggy but will come available soon.
Brkon
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Brkon said:
It wasn’t easy, but it had to be done. Brewers droop being one of the complaints I had to endure from Leika, Tatjana and Janetvkija.
As for the money coming our way. No accounts necessary so far, details will be announced soon. As I understand, the company that is interested is UK based and are fond of cricket and ruggers.
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Therese Trouserzoff said:
Do a google search on the company name and scams. It’s instructive ! Ah there goes another bloody fortune 🙂 Apparently people mostly don’t get paid. Whether they get phished or not is another question. Care, Brk, baby !
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Big M said:
Brkon, what a brave soul you are, to manage to tear yourself away from a a life of solacious, satanic living, to a life of purity, working as a croupier. What a pity you’ve had to pass yourself off as G. Oosterman, a man of such high standards that he would be driven insane by a walk down the Danube, let alone the sight of a spent condiment in a bottle!
Now, tell me, how do us fellow imbibers get hold of this money, do you want our bank accounts and passwords?? A delightful sounding African man was asking for my details only last week, but he had a fortune that he wanted to deposit into my account. Perhaps this is a similar scheme?
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