I haven't been able to keep up lately. So I thought I'd check up on Sem's love life. But, I can't find the Sem and the Dateing Service threads? Where are they? I want to catch up! God, I must be bored!!!

sem is married with 2 kids now. ALL IS WELL!!

Unless their cloned I haven't been that busy!!!

Sem isn't using the dating services anymore. For more information, ask Kazzointoit.

Sem and the Tale of the Dating Service Parts I&II. Oh how I loved reading those threads. Yeah it was wierd, but luckily Sem didn't get far enough to post anything that would have made me uncomfortable and I am not insecure about those things that he did post, because it was actually a lot of fun figuring out what I was doing when he was posting all of his adventures. And I couldn't help but imagine how things would have turned out had he taken some of the advice people offered. He wouldn't have gotten very far, I'll say that much. And it really has nothing to do with the advice per se, but more of, "That would never work on me." You won't find anything about me on those threads. In fact, it was right around the time that he said that he was going to keep his dating escapades to himself that he started e-mailing me. I find that interesting. Here are a few threads which describe things nicely: In the beginning and The Talk Sem sent me these threads awhile back. I found the other ones on my own. Eventually I just started posting because I am not good at keeping my mouth shut in these situations. So, we've been together four months now. It feels like longer. I'm not one for gushing, but he rocks, plain and simple. He's perfect for me. So, we'll do this long distance thing and see how it goes. It's been working so far, as I was in Lowell all summer. I'm in Atlanta now. I just got here today. I don't have much to say about that right now.

This is real interesting.

I've missed a lot. I hope everyone's happy!

Hi, Gee!

my little buttercup. :)

hey gee. you live in toronto don't you? i've been thinking of getting out of manhattan and moving to canada for a while. i haven't been back to toronto since i lost my virginity up there in 1985. i kept fumbling around with this strange girl's genitals during bob geldof's Live Aid concert until she pretty much demanded that i just "stick it in and get it over with". cruel, heartless woman. fond memories, though. sometimes it just works out like that. is the west indian community in toronto still getting bigger? i think i've got relatives from my dad's side up there. canada always struck me as a strange place for west indians to settle, but back in 1985 we went to carnival in downtown toronto and there they were-- grindin' it up all glorious and shit. the music was dope. the dancing was dope. the women were dope. but most importantly, the jerk chicken was dope. supadupadope. you might know this already-- but if you don't, lemme let you in on a little secret: when it comes down to it, down to the serious chaff'n'wheat separation shit-- good jerk chicken is all that really matters. especially if it comes with rice, peas and cabbage. if you haven't already, you should try it out. it might make you happy. ok. i have to go to sleep now. btw--- kztnt: i'm glad you jumped the llama. he really needed that.

I liked the post from nate. "he called you a cute moron." I think we all think of Patrick that way sometimes.

have you ever been slapped in the face by a huge fat cock watcher?

hee heee heee. "huge fat cock watcher" The guy in the gay porno theater that takes up three seats.

"cock watchers" isn't that a porno with Parker Posey and Lisa Kudrow?

EWWWWW Semi, how are you hanging on? Kazoo, I am glad to hear you like Atlanta.

Working til exhausted, and almost daily IM or phone conversations with Kazoo. that's how. but I get to see her for five days straight, in three days.

there's a huge west indian population in my neighborhood. I've had some bad jerk chicken in my time.

"bad jerk chicken" sounds like a guy I knew once last year.

man does that create some images.... Sem, don't jerk it too much, you'll go blind. Maybe that is why my eyesite is so poor..

How did you get Sem jerking off from that? No. I don't want to know. You need to stop breathing whatever it is on that military base.

air. that would be a start.

I blame it on reading things too quickly.

I blame it on Spunky wanting to jump the llama.

Sem, is there something you haven't told me?

hey, everyone wants to jump the llama. You'll love it. It's a way of life.

its true!!! "I have jumped the llama and recommended it to my patients for years. Once people jump it, they love it, they come back for more and they refer it to their friends." -Dr. Harold Feinstein Tempe, AZ "In December 1997 I became very ill while on vacation. When I returned to MN I was diagnosed with viral meningitis. I never seemed to get better and they found that I had spots on my brain. In September 1998 I had brain surgery where they found lesions. Even after the surgery the Dr.'s still could not tell me why the headaches where still so frequent and painful. In January 1999 I was sent to the Mayo clinic where I was diagnosed with Chronic Meningitis and my treatment would be a MRI every 3 months for the next two years. I was popping Tylenol 3, daily and frequently. Since February 2000 I have been on the llama, 6 times daily, and am living without headaches. I know that it is the llama working because if I forget to jump it I pop the llama like Tylenol 3 and my headache disappears." Valarie Smith Savage, MN “I have been diagnosed with cerebral palsy. Jumping the llama has helped substantially with my complications. My skin rashes are gone. My bronchitis-type symptoms are gone. Formerly paralyzed on the left side of my body, I have now regained most of my feeling back." Miranda Brewer - Bakersfield, CA

I used to smoke camels, but I can't said I have ever ridden a Llama.

i just got a picture of trace sucking a camel cock. woo!

I do not need to cockify this thread. Nate has done it for me. Good cockwork, Natey matey.

What is jerk chicken? I was reading a book and it had it in it too and I have no idea...

bad jerk chicken

blackened spicy chicken dish, a speciality of carribean fare. or a pasty, brainy, messy-haired NY-er with a penchant for eating hot fuck and odd vacation destinations depending on who you talk to.

I have no urge to jump the llama. However, there are a few others around here that I wouldn't mind. But, my wife wouldn't like it. And, has been insinuating that it would be bad for my health. Refferences to Loraina Bobett have frequently been made.

blackened?

yes nate. all the jerk chicken ive ever had, because of the abundance of spices (pepper, cayenne, sage, nutmeg etc) in the jerk sauce, which are all dark, after being on a grill it becomes "blackened" in appearance

Mmmmm..blackened grouper with black beans and rice from Bally Hoo. Or blackened chicken wings from Wing House.

If "jerk" = "blackened," does that mean "blackened" = "jerk"? (At least at a Cajun/Creole restaurant) You know, like a square is a rectangle, but not all rectangles are squares?

im only referring to how the chicken appears because of the spices and the subsequent grilling. blackened chicken (as in cajun) has different process than jerk chicken. blackened chicken is made in a skillet, jerk is usually made on a grill. it was used as an adjectiven to describe it our kiwi friend as I as reading, its called "jerk" because utensils were used to jerk holes in it, to be stuffed with spices, to allow thorough heat, without loosing moisture. though they use a lot of similar spices.

I was watching a cooking show on or around Thanksgiving once and some football players were cooking a turkey. They used a power drill to make holes to stuff all kinds of spices in. I thought that was cool. Power tools don't work so well on tofu. Not that I've tried.

yo. don't let that hen-pecked babylonian bumbaklaat confuse you. "blackened" refers to spices and techniques used in the preparation of foods in the cajun tradition. "jerk" refers to the ensemble of spices and preparation techniques used in the jamaican tradition. (that and people who run endless jibs about shit they know nuttin' about.) no rectangle/square business is involved. rectangles and squares imply one group is a subset of the other, and that just ain't the case. now git a li'l taste to mek ya wind up ya waist, girl. you know you need it. and if ya find any pasty new yorkers in your jerk chicken-- send that shit back.

ahh. adjectives. alright then. but you're still a hen-pecked babylonian bumbaklaat. duppie fucker.

Ah, I see, grandpa! I find out where I can get some good Jamaican food around here and try some for myself.

awwwwwwwwwwwww

i remember this one time, i was at this jamaican restaurant that was owned by this friend of my dad's, and i ordered fish. when i got it, there was literally a fish staring up off the plate at me, eyes and all intact. i couldn't eat it. i'll bet it was good, too, because dude was a slammin cook.

I promise this will be my last cock post cause I'm not drunk anymore and I have no excuse to run around singing and dancing to my cockful self, but I just haveta say: SLAMMIN COCK!

thank you.

Dani, I ate four and a half LARGE grouper in two days. Sorry I missed you on the trip. THought the Dali museum was great, if not wierd, but consider the artist.

Dear Mr Swine, Thankyou for the explanation. Now if only I can find a jamacian resturant in Chch I'll be sweet. However I don't think there is one... I know we've got cajun, and I know we have far too many Indian/thai/souvalaki hmm the hunt is on.

I had never eaten grouper until I moved here 5 years ago Dan. I love it. When I know I'm having company for dinner, I'll go over to the Sponge Docks in Tarpon Springs and wait for Capt. Billy's boat to come in. He fillets me his grouper and just gives me the best part of the fish...the cheeks. Fried or broiled grouper cheeks is the best fish you can eat. Did you eat that when you were here? Where did you end up staying? Fill me in on your trip.

my friend Latoya, who is from Jamaica, recently met my friend Ron, who is from Israel. I made them swear at each other in their respective languages. Ron couldn't pronounce "bumbaklaat" properly, and Latoya said "ya-man-yak" like she was wishing him a happy birthday. (don't pick on my spelling.) I can swear in four languages now. my favorite is Greek.

Malaka.