Where Is He?
Possible picture of blogdai after eating a plate of "performance enhancing" dhal bhat.
Ok, I know where he is. He's recovering nicely in a local Kathmandu hospital from a recent cardiac "episode."
Prince Paras, that's who, and he's been ducking me for too long now.
Sorry old man about the heart problems, but blogdai's dear departed friend Prince Dipendra had the same issues. Dipendra was a kind-hearted soul and yes, he did love firearms. But diplomat and gentleman--to the end--he was.
What about you, pulchritudinously portly plethora of pathetic pathos prince P?
It's time you and blogdai had it out, once and for all.
In the spirit of Andy Kaufmann, blogdai offers you this wager: I will meet you anywhere, anytime for a wrestling match. Rules are up to you although I prefer no firearms. Either way, here's a proposal to think over while you are recovering.
-Wrestle, no holds barred, till submission or unconsciousness.
-If you win, I will cease all negative press coverage of you and your escapades on this blog--=not an insignificant proposal.
-If I win, I get Princess Himani. She needs a little respect in her life and I think it's only fair.
-King G. gets his grandson, if I win. After all, he's the future King of Nepal. Don't be jealous of this, but once you've killed an artist and shot up a disco, all your credibility is fairly well spent.
So, big P, are you up to it? Respond here and I'll pay for the airfare, anywhere in the world you'd like, for the match. C'mon, it'll be a hoot!
A little heart attack shouldn't stop you. Are you man enough?
-=blogdai
Ok, I know where he is. He's recovering nicely in a local Kathmandu hospital from a recent cardiac "episode."
Prince Paras, that's who, and he's been ducking me for too long now.
Sorry old man about the heart problems, but blogdai's dear departed friend Prince Dipendra had the same issues. Dipendra was a kind-hearted soul and yes, he did love firearms. But diplomat and gentleman--to the end--he was.
What about you, pulchritudinously portly plethora of pathetic pathos prince P?
It's time you and blogdai had it out, once and for all.
In the spirit of Andy Kaufmann, blogdai offers you this wager: I will meet you anywhere, anytime for a wrestling match. Rules are up to you although I prefer no firearms. Either way, here's a proposal to think over while you are recovering.
-Wrestle, no holds barred, till submission or unconsciousness.
-If you win, I will cease all negative press coverage of you and your escapades on this blog--=not an insignificant proposal.
-If I win, I get Princess Himani. She needs a little respect in her life and I think it's only fair.
-King G. gets his grandson, if I win. After all, he's the future King of Nepal. Don't be jealous of this, but once you've killed an artist and shot up a disco, all your credibility is fairly well spent.
So, big P, are you up to it? Respond here and I'll pay for the airfare, anywhere in the world you'd like, for the match. C'mon, it'll be a hoot!
A little heart attack shouldn't stop you. Are you man enough?
-=blogdai