i met rishi in one of the 1001 nights...
i was one of Scherezade's maids
and some of the stories she told the
sultan were actually mine. rishi also
worked at the palace, feeding the
tigers. We had a brief affair but I had
to fled the city in fear of facing my
family's wrath. we met again during
the conquest of america. he was
one of cortes' men and i served him
as a guide in xochimilco. we
exchanged some goods and again
parted. then we met a third time in
carnaval 2003 in bahia. he was
samba king and i was the gringo
tourist with the camera. all he said to
me was: "wepupi, wepupi..."
"Reeses pieces peanut butter..." I
forgot???... "Cups?(C?)"...well,
whatever... Reeses is a great guy,
really knows how to talk to women and
monkeys alike...knows his teas, his
beer, his birthday books...a few rules
for maintaining your sanity and limbs
while in Reeses' presence: (1)never go
to a karaoke bar; (2) never ask him to
spell check for you unless you happen to
find yourself in need of letters
beginning with "Chee"; and (3) NEVER
EVER touch his duck EVER!
my rishi...my rishi...he makes the best
tomato bisque. sorry i stole your
recipe and pawned it off as my own for
thanksgiving dinner. i couldn't resist.
miss you darling, come home soon so I
can get some new dance moves.
Hey Rishi, why don't you bring home
some more homeless foreign girls? This
kid's so sweet, he may make your teeth
hurt. But then again, you can control
that by simply not biting him...
Riiiii - Shiiiii!! Yo, this kid is
blowin up! He is one of the nicest,
most popular, qool guys I know. Now
get back to the west coast where you
belong!
i was one of Scherezade's maids
and some of the stories she told the
sultan were actually mine. rishi also
worked at the palace, feeding the
tigers. We had a brief affair but I had
to fled the city in fear of facing my
family's wrath. we met again during
the conquest of america. he was
one of cortes' men and i served him
as a guide in xochimilco. we
exchanged some goods and again
parted. then we met a third time in
carnaval 2003 in bahia. he was
samba king and i was the gringo
tourist with the camera. all he said to
me was: "wepupi, wepupi..."
forgot???... "Cups?(C?)"...well,
whatever... Reeses is a great guy,
really knows how to talk to women and
monkeys alike...knows his teas, his
beer, his birthday books...a few rules
for maintaining your sanity and limbs
while in Reeses' presence: (1)never go
to a karaoke bar; (2) never ask him to
spell check for you unless you happen to
find yourself in need of letters
beginning with "Chee"; and (3) NEVER
EVER touch his duck EVER!
knows more letters than most people!
also, he sings with the voice of an
angel. and he is supercool.
around. i don't think i've ever
laughed harder around anybody else.
we miss u. looking forward to our next
car bomb ! friendsters for life ...
tomato bisque. sorry i stole your
recipe and pawned it off as my own for
thanksgiving dinner. i couldn't resist.
miss you darling, come home soon so I
can get some new dance moves.
some more homeless foreign girls? This
kid's so sweet, he may make your teeth
hurt. But then again, you can control
that by simply not biting him...
blowin up! He is one of the nicest,
most popular, qool guys I know. Now
get back to the west coast where you
belong!