also posted here http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2rpz6m1&s=5 but i can't seem to get the link to work when i try. but that might be because i'm in goddamned cambodia...

oh duh, here it is: http://i43.tinypic.com/2rpz6m1.jpg

I probably could, but I do have limits to how distasteful I will be.

This from someone who once told a woman he'd like to gently rape her to pieces.

(my bad. not cambodia's. pasted wrong link. sorry, cambodia.)

@abv: ok, well, maybe not you...

aw, what the hell? go ahead. i have no other takers at the moment...

it's pretty straightforward... someone was searching for "two german women fucking one young man" and found your site. what's to understand?

clearly you're familiar with my blog, then. i thought maybe i had others fooled...

@catlady

It was a dark day for this particular denizen of the web. The clouds had aligned unexpectedly, and he was scared for his life.

He had been trawling 4chan for hours, finding time to jerk off between calling people "nigger" from the anonymous comfort of his chair. He was happy, or at least content, for at least he could still see the head of his pecker poking past the porcine pudge of his pot belly. Things were going well.

But then, alas, he stumbled upon a Rule 34 thread. Rule 34, the most dastardly of rules, not simply for what it is but for what it isn't. Any thought that pops into mind, any sort of twisted and perverse fantasy that doesn't have porn for it must have porn made for it. It is the duty of those who choose to wear the proud uniform of the /b/tards (the pot belly previously mentioned).

So, as he glanced over the thread, a dark cloud began to form. The looming spectre of doom, the long, bitter shadow of despair enveloped him, as the thought entered his head: I wonder if there's porn of two German women fucking a young man wearing a diaper in a hay hut, and they stuff the hay into his diaper and then eat the hay with all the poop and then fuck him with the hay.

Immediately he knew what he had done, and he was afraid.

He knew there was definitely porn of German women fucking young men, and (due to his extensive experience on /b/) knew there was even diaper porn of the same. But in a hay hut? Using hay as a sex toy? What if there wasn't? He must make this porn, then. But how? When? Where would he find two German women who would fuck some random young man? The implications were staggering.

So he searched "hay hut" with SafeSearch disabled: if there were to be any leads on this voyage into depravity, this would be the logical first step. He was sad to see that this led to nothing, though your blog had some promising potential (for obvious reasons).

Not to be daunted, he became more creative. Perhaps there was a mashup of sorts: a photoshopped version of two German women fucking a young man in a diaper with hay, using a combination of all three blended together. He could then post this picture on the thread in /b/ and be a hero to his people.

So he searched, O yes, he searched. To his frustration and chagrin, there again, for each search, was your blog! (For obvious reasons). Disgruntled as he reached for another handful of Pringles, shoving them in one side of his mouth and only half-chewing them before guzzling a 64oz Pepsi his mother picked up for him at 7-11, he realized that this need, this obligation, this responsibility was never to be.

Realizing that he had dishonored himself and his family, he reached for the pistol he kept near his desk, one of five he owned because he thought women would think him dangerous and edgy for it, and chambered the first round.

The heft of the weapon was comfortable in his hands, they being thick and calloused from years of frenetic masturbation and the slow erosion of salts and acids from junk food. It was polished and cleaned religiously, the weapon (like all his weapons) having a life of its own (this one named Clara, a no-nonsense elementary school teacher with a love of fast cars and fat 30-somethings who live in their mother's basement) and feeling complete as his finger wrapped around the trigger.

Then, as his duty dictated, he blew his brain and bits of his skull across the room, splattering bits of viscera and goo on his framed Rush albums and anime wallscrolls.

It may not seem like much to you--just a few strange query results from your website--but for this man, it meant everything. Try to show some respect.

i have to say, i really enjoyed this until the brains splattering all over the rush album part...

HELLO CATLADY!!! I am bad at email and blog comments but you are here so I wanted to let you know that I've been taking time to read your blog even when I'm totally busy and here are some of the things that I have loved:
- BABY MONKEY!
- the kids' band with the Casio section playing the Final Countdown
- the day that you blogged in facebook status style with the ferries, the biking, the dolphins, etc.

Congratulations on your Smith publication and blog feature!

I hope you're still having tons of fun and avoiding traffic.

One thing that your music post two made me think of %u2013 when that band Dengue Fever first started getting big, I read that the dudes in the band were modeling their music after a bunch of Cambodian rock bands that play stuff that sounds like late 60s-early 70s American rock music, because they heard it on their radios being broadcast from American military bases in Vietnam. Thailand is a little further away and less likely to be in radio range, but do you think maybe the affinity for that kind of classic rock (Creedence?? maybe I'm just biased since "Fortunate Son" is in every single movie about Vietnam at some point) spread from that introduction?

It's good to see you on GTI again and I wish you the best in your travels.

<3, Will

WILL!!! you have just made me so happy. it's so nice to both 'see' you again and to know people are actually reading...and liking it! thanks so much for your feedback and congratulations!

i think the classic rock influence in all of indochina is definitely related to the us presence in the 60s. totally. even in thailand...maybe.

it's funny you mention dengue fever and that they were big (when?). cause a dutch friend of mine just mentioned them to me. i never heard of them before. it's on my list of things to do online to find some of their stuff and listen to it.

so...how is school???!!

again, SO nice to hear from you!

I got lazy at the end because I was getting bored with it.

that's ok, you put in more effort than i ever would have...

so, do i know you or are you a (relative) newbie (relative because i've been 'gone' for quite a while)?