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Uhhh... Ok, lloyd--dont need you to go into any more depth about you and your strip bar buddys down on Castro street in San Francisco from the 80's jk Well, lloyd asked me to comment on his picture of a hula girl (why? I dont know) that he got the hots for. So here it is:

...Call me a stereotypin haole, but aint hula dancers spozed to wear revealing coconuts and reeds or somethin? She looks more like a hippy doin a acid-dance than a hula dance. Or is that just new school style?

Uhm no, you ignorant savage you. ;-) LOL. Hula dancers may wear whatever the heck they feel like wearing... it's the purity of the occasion that matters anyway. This wonderful young lady (whom I ADMIRED, unlike how you say it in your vulgar locution, hehe...) was spontaneously asked by her Grandfather David Cup-Choy, who was celebrating his 90th birthday, to do the hula at the luau this afternoon. I was almost fatally awestruck by her charm and beauty. If I were the impulsive sort, I woulda fallen on my knees right then and there and asked for her hand in marriage... ;-) [click on pic for a different view of the scene]

thanks, Trev, for flippin'. today was a very tiring day, but in a good way. and no, it wasn't because i was luau-ing around and chasing fine, nimble lasses ;-p ... will write more tomorrow, perhaps.

Oct Dec

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