Friday, April 27, 2007
And speaking of Captain Cook
LL Cool Jew and BigBagel were both thrilled by that last entry about their postcard, and decided to send me some pictures to verify their story. For example, this one, where LL Cool Jew nestled up into the crotch of a friendly native toting (what else?) some breadfruit. No roasted pigs, bouncing boobies, or massively tatted asses, though, so it's not the same reception Captain Cook got after he parallel parked the HMS Endeavour up in that bitch. Nonetheless, given my tastes in men, I think I'd be pretty stoked to be in LL Cool Jew's high heeled flip-flops in this photo:
And I think that if and when LL Cool Jew and I get our VOC tattoos, we'll have to do it the Polynesian way for a more authentic experience. I think they hammer inked up fish bones into your skin. I saw it done in Hawaii, which, incidentally, were also discovered by Captain Cook and named the Sandwich Islands for his patron, the Earl of Sandwich. Bone-tattooing sounds painful, but it's a small price to pay for our seafaring fetish. LL Cool Jew and BigBagel both seem to approve of this idea:
(And does BigBagel ever take that damn Jason Kidd jersey off? Probably only to put on his Strahan jersey come fall. I'm amazed he didn't wear it at his wedding.)
(And does BigBagel ever take that damn Jason Kidd jersey off? Probably only to put on his Strahan jersey come fall. I'm amazed he didn't wear it at his wedding.)
Labels: BigBagel, LL Cool Jew
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