Namaste Me Myself
Ok, sorry again.
Actually I am thinking of down the Amazon River. Way down.
Way down, past Manaus.
Actually, I always wanted to go down the Amazon. A dream that never came true. In a boat. With a lot of insect repellent. And a machette (I know, I'm spelling it wrong again).... with five other adventurers. Which includes one Brit from the Army, two Aussies, and one Sikh.
The Brit has an Enfield. The two Aussies have bull whips. The Sikh has a sword. I have a parrot. I don't know why I have a parrot, other than it sort of fits and, well, looks good.
We definetly all have machettees (machetes... maceties).
I also have 32 samosas in a waterproof sealed baggy.
And a Ramayana, also.
And malaria pills.
And my bow and arrows. A steel water jug. With water from Los Angeles in it. Or, maybe water from the bottled water shop, not Los Angeles.
Om Namah Sivaya
Ok, sorry again.
Actually I am thinking of down the Amazon River. Way down.
Way down, past Manaus.
Actually, I always wanted to go down the Amazon. A dream that never came true. In a boat. With a lot of insect repellent. And a machette (I know, I'm spelling it wrong again).... with five other adventurers. Which includes one Brit from the Army, two Aussies, and one Sikh.
The Brit has an Enfield. The two Aussies have bull whips. The Sikh has a sword. I have a parrot. I don't know why I have a parrot, other than it sort of fits and, well, looks good.
We definetly all have machettees (machetes... maceties).
I also have 32 samosas in a waterproof sealed baggy.
And a Ramayana, also.
And malaria pills.
And my bow and arrows. A steel water jug. With water from Los Angeles in it. Or, maybe water from the bottled water shop, not Los Angeles.
Om Namah Sivaya