Its not a trick question, but when someone from Indonesia, says they come from by the tower, where are they likely to mean?

jon

John let it go ... move on with your life! I am not sure where this girl is refering to. It could be MONAS which is a famous landmark in Jakarta or it could be a place called Orchard Towers in Singapore ... My suggestion would be to try Orchard Towers

the fellow needs a good blow job. thing must be grim in wales.

It's fucking Wrexham, where a sheep tied to a lamp post is defined as a leisure centre!

indonesian women of my acquaintance refer to me as "high tower". if you know what i mean. so it's possible i know this gal, in the biblical sense.

[quote]indonesian women of my acquaintance refer to me as "high tower" "Pak Shoots his load in 30 seconds" if you know what i mean. so it's possible i know this gal, in the biblical sense.

Firstly man, Indonesia is huge! 220 millions of people with thousands of cities, is she referring to Jakarta or other cities or village? And prolly million of towers, from BTS towers to Kuku's high tower (whatever).

Next time ask for the girl's e-mail or at least her name.

I agree on Chewwy... U should just let it go.

...or come over here and head to the Pelatehan Bar and Grill as I advised. You may find what you're looking for although last time I went I didn't spot any sheep on the bar.

Well we won't go into that.

Only chickens.

LMAO. I'm in a good mood, I'll agree on anything today.

Yes I'd keep that to yourself if I were you dear.

jonny boy. i just had a conference call with my 2 colleagues, Kenneth W Yeung of Adelaide and Benjamin C Chong of Grogol Barat, and both recommended this man to solve your case ::::



He's been known to track down even the peskiest of Indonesian girls. He famously tracked down an ungrateful ex-maid for a Saudi gent, finding her living under a rice padi in Sukabumi Timur. He has vast experience in Tower trackings. He accepts payment in Rupiah, Bintang, or Skulls. PM me for his details.

Yeah, Classic this character's a bonafide Raymond Chandler Gum-Shoe although they sometimes hear him a-comin' due to an acute case of bronchitis acquired trackin' down crims in the city's smokiest and seediest bars. They call him "T Bone" and his ear's so close to the ground that he breathes Bajaj fumes full time. He's tough too baby, get too close an' he may just break a wine bottle over your head.

The "T Bone" series of pulp novels was in fact originally penned by R. McKay, long term Scottish expat.

Here's the beginning of a typical (and long out of print) T-Bone detective story:

"Things were quiet, too quiet. T-Bone sparked up a cancer stick and surveyed the scene. Of all the sleazy joints in town, he picked this one...The pimps, the lady boys, the alkies an' winos, the dealers. Shit. "One day I'm gonna get out of this goddam sleazy business an' set up my own steak house," he mused, pullin' hard on a glass 'o' fire water. Until then though T had work to do, namely trackin' down the last known broad to have conferred with Gino Ginelli, the two bit mobster who'd been gunned down in a Mangga Besar brothel two months previously. T bone stood up unsteadily and prepared to pound his blue collar fists into the face of the bearded, limey goddam pinko that was bendin' his ear. "That Schmuk.." he thought.....

(Shitfaced Press, 1956)

shit..is that the only good shirt he has? me thinks I saw that at the wedding reception....

But in the end... T-Bone is a good bloke me thinks.

T Bone is the guv'nor as the above excerpt attests. Don't mess.

Just remember that Jack is the Devil :p

Hates a bourbon does T.

And turning up on time, if at all.