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Hi bredrens and sistrens
I found this interesting website called Ras Fucius Says. It has the funniest naughty quips I've come across in a while and it's updated daily. I find it a nice site to get my day going with a smile.
Here's an extract from the site description:
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Quote:</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Some time ago, a wayward Rasta dub poet travelled to the Orient in search of fame, fortune and flesh under the belief that the Orient had a strong passion for Reggae, Ras and the Jamaican “big bamboo”. While in the Orient, his determination to find fulfilment led him deeper into its culture. He started to dress like them. He started to eat like them. He even started to talk like them. This became quite ironic as the very culture he was expecting to kneel at his feet was consuming him.
Life went on like this for several years. Then one day, Ras disappeared. Just like that. A search of his apartment by local police didn’t unearth any clues to his whereabouts. Instead, they found volumes of unpublished writings oozing with the kind of insights that could spark a sexual revolution. The volumes were confiscated by the police and locked away for many years.
Recently they went missing ... and started showing up on the web -- at <a href="http://www.rasfucius.com" target="_blank">http://www.rasfucius.com</a>.</div></div>
I found this interesting website called Ras Fucius Says. It has the funniest naughty quips I've come across in a while and it's updated daily. I find it a nice site to get my day going with a smile.
Here's an extract from the site description:
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Quote:</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Some time ago, a wayward Rasta dub poet travelled to the Orient in search of fame, fortune and flesh under the belief that the Orient had a strong passion for Reggae, Ras and the Jamaican “big bamboo”. While in the Orient, his determination to find fulfilment led him deeper into its culture. He started to dress like them. He started to eat like them. He even started to talk like them. This became quite ironic as the very culture he was expecting to kneel at his feet was consuming him.
Life went on like this for several years. Then one day, Ras disappeared. Just like that. A search of his apartment by local police didn’t unearth any clues to his whereabouts. Instead, they found volumes of unpublished writings oozing with the kind of insights that could spark a sexual revolution. The volumes were confiscated by the police and locked away for many years.
Recently they went missing ... and started showing up on the web -- at <a href="http://www.rasfucius.com" target="_blank">http://www.rasfucius.com</a>.</div></div>