shakahislop

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One of my Dutch friends is in touch with the new Taliban minister of information and they're communicating via voice notes. Incredibly, he has an english accent, he sounds like he grew up somewhere between London and Birmingham. I have no idea how you grow up in the UK and somehow end up in a senior position in the Taliban government. I really cannot figure it out.
 

shakahislop

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its now basically possible to travel into afghanistan for foreigners. land borders are open and flights have restarted. i really want to go.
 

catalog

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One of my Dutch friends is in touch with the new Taliban minister of information and they're communicating via voice notes. Incredibly, he has an english accent, he sounds like he grew up somewhere between London and Birmingham. I have no idea how you grow up in the UK and somehow end up in a senior position in the Taliban government. I really cannot figure it out.
Do you know what football team he supports?
 

catalog

Well-known member
elm park loyalist
Elm-fuck poem, Ed Sanders, 1966

in to the oily crotch
place dick

go up
kiss the gray white tree
fondle the crotch
sweet juice there flowing

to which you place the tongue
to suck the pulse of the

Hamadryad

come into the cool gray
bark the hair-gray color of Persephone

how difficult it is
to be fucked
in the volcano!

ahhhhh but how sweet
the elm tree's rheuming
gray bark made black
by the viscid
fluid flowing

out of the branches-

I place my dick
in the tight in-fold of the elm V
-heat of the summer-

fuck till the come drift
down thru the bark furrows
fuck thru the warm afternoon
Sperm steams in the sun

birds in the branches
sun shines thru
seed steam
thru
wing of butterfly
wetting its
furry fluttering tips

I have given myself to the elm
I have soaked the dryad's shawl
What a wonderful world,
a palace of gentle sexual aggression.

Tree baby!
how I love to rim
your bark slits
kiss the leaves
above your dripping
elm crotch oozing
at the base

I place my penis
over the mish

& slowly start to
shove it deeper
encasing it in to deep deep elm snatch

Let me sing

of a need to fuck
at once the tousled leaf elm
place the lingam
in wet tree oil-
slowly O lovely lady,
such care & kindness
-as when rabbit nose
snoozles a carrot-
but give it thrill jabs.
give it to her.

worship the Dryad
fill her with foaming

under the elm boughs
heavy in the summer wind

to fill all holes,

lovely longing lone lingam
plugging the vastness

Do you feel it, pretty humans,
& do you know

a tree-twat is as good as
a buttock
& the elm branch is the dryad's breast
 
I am surprised there are people in this thread who didnt know who Shaka Hislop was, i would have thought he was one of those people who transcended football like Maradona or Jan Molby
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
If any of the Americans know who Jan Molby is then I will have to completely think my worldview... I read the other one as Madonna for a second, I mean her son was on Sporting's books at one point when she lived in Lisbon. Surely a gimmick though.
Edit - Benfica in fact
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
That's why he transcends football I suppose, the way he looked after the finely tuned machine that was his body and could play... what into his 50s?
 

HannahB

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I am vehemently opposed to flogging women in the streets and changing the Women’s Ministry into one for Virtue. Patriarchy is abject lethal bullying and on every minute level. It happens in england every day and it happens lethally and terrifyingly in Afghanistan every day. Once that’s addressed, we can assess nuance. Nuance is also a constant undermining abuse, a washing away of the shoreline and by all those complicit structurally and directly/ interrelationally.
 
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