Cyprus-Forum.com

[Get Real!]

There’s a similar place to Cyprus over in eastern California... they call it Death Valley, but it doesn’t get 3-4 million tourists like Cyprus... I guess they need to build a few hotels to house the lunatics!

The Cyprus summer reminds me of that Swatz-his-name movie where he’s in a glass domed world over on Mars and gets out for some reason, and starts getting cooked out in the open on the sand dunes, and his eyes start popping out!

I’ll never forget that horrid scene... that’s how I feel every summer on the island of geckos and beetles.

[Londonrake]

Total Recall.

[Lordo]

There’s a similar place to Cyprus over in eastern California... they call it Death Valley, but it doesn’t get 3-4 million tourists like Cyprus... I guess they need to build a few hotels to house the lunatics!

The Cyprus summer reminds me of that Swatz-his-name movie where he’s in a glass domed world over on Mars and gets out for some reason, and starts getting cooked out in the open on the sand dunes, and his eyes start popping out!

I’ll never forget that horrid scene... that’s how I feel every summer on the island of geckos and beetles.

What lesson did you draw from that film? Perhaps going to Mars is a bad idea?
You city boys have so much to learn how to live in your environment and how not to destroy the environment you are living in. But of course most of the destruction of the environment was done by the West first and the technology they sold to the developing world second.

If you look south from a vantage point it is very obvious why Nicosia is so hot. South Nicosia is over developed. You boys have only yourselves to blame.

[Get Real!]

What lesson did you draw from that film? Perhaps going to Mars is a bad idea?

That I must move to an alpine area (maybe go join my friend Kikakopoulos) for 3-4 months of the year.

[Get Real!]

Everything is gone for now...

You know there’s something wrong when animals start disappearing… where the hell have all the sparrows and stray cats gone?

Haven’t seen any in like two months… mind you I don’t miss the cats.

Probably in mid September they’ll show up again and start making those horrible horror-movie like cries... calling out to each other and then they’re gonna start fucking each other like stupid and multiplying again!

About five summers ago a hedgehog decided to move into our garden and build a home.

It dug a tunnel and living space under this medium-sized rock and my wife and I were ecstatic!

It was the most exciting animal to move in following a boring chameleon the previous year.

One evening we were eating souvlakia in the garden area when it plodded along back to its burrow. Must’ve been out looking for food.

I placed some cubes of souvlakia around its burrow entrance hoping to give it a free meal but in the morning the souvlaki was still there untouched!

And my silly little wife goes… “Should’ve asked… maybe it wants chicken souvlaki”

Mr hedgehog didn’t stick around for too long… it was gone before the end of a month to parts unknown.

[Kikapu]

There’s a similar place to Cyprus over in eastern California... they call it Death Valley, but it doesn’t get 3-4 million tourists like Cyprus... I guess they need to build a few hotels to house the lunatics!

The Cyprus summer reminds me of that Swatz-his-name movie where he’s in a glass domed world over on Mars and gets out for some reason, and starts getting cooked out in the open on the sand dunes, and his eyes start popping out!

I’ll never forget that horrid scene... that’s how I feel every summer on the island of geckos and beetles.

I have driven through Death Valley many times. Very fascinating place, especially in the summer where it gets very hot, 50+C, and when the wind blows, it like a full power hair dryer blowing in your face. It has the lowest point in the USA, “Bad Water”!

[Lordo]

Everything is gone for now...

You know there’s something wrong when animals start disappearing… where the hell have all the sparrows and stray cats gone?

Haven’t seen any in like two months… mind you I don’t miss the cats.

Probably in mid September they’ll show up again and start making those horrible horror-movie like cries... calling out to each other and then they’re gonna start fucking each other like stupid and multiplying again!

About five summers ago a hedgehog decided to move into our garden and build a home.

It dug a tunnel and living space under this medium-sized rock and my wife and I were ecstatic!

It was the most exciting animal to move in following a boring chameleon the previous year.

One evening we were eating souvlakia in the garden area when it plodded along back to its burrow. Must’ve been out looking for food.

I placed some cubes of souvlakia around its burrow entrance hoping to give it a free meal but in the morning the souvlaki was still there untouched!

And my silly little wife goes… “Should’ve asked… maybe it wants chicken souvlaki”

Mr hedgehog didn’t stick around for too long… it was gone before the end of a month to parts unknown.

I bet you gave it pork suvla and the poor animal was Terggish. No wonder he never ate it.

[Get Real!]

There’s a similar place to Cyprus over in eastern California... they call it Death Valley, but it doesn’t get 3-4 million tourists like Cyprus... I guess they need to build a few hotels to house the lunatics!

The Cyprus summer reminds me of that Swatz-his-name movie where he’s in a glass domed world over on Mars and gets out for some reason, and starts getting cooked out in the open on the sand dunes, and his eyes start popping out!

I’ll never forget that horrid scene... that’s how I feel every summer on the island of geckos and beetles.

I have driven through Death Valley many times. Very fascinating place, especially in the summer where it gets very hot, 50+C, and when the wind blows, it like a full power hair dryer blowing in your face. It has the lowest point in the USA, “Bad Water”!

Why would someone want to drive through there?

How long a drive was it and what precautions did you take?

You know if you get stuck there you’re dead!

You’re a higher risk taker than I had you down for...

[Get Real!]

I have finally formulated my desirable fantasy life...

I fly over to Switzerland where I’m greeted by Kikakopoulos at the airport and he then drives me to the nearest motel not too far from his home.

My fantasy assumes that he lives in an alpine area at around 1500ft.

During the next few days he puts me in touch with a couple of local real estate agents so I can pick and buy a nice chalet.

Two weeks later I’ve got the perfect little chalet which is only half a kilometre away from the cozy Kikakopoulos home.

Kikakopoulos’ wife is a somewhat chubby, busty local girl who always wears the traditional alpine Swiss attire with the low-cut white blouse, milks cows early in the morning and spends the rest of the day making cottage cheese and baking delicious cakes.

We all have lightweight off-road bicycles for transport and meet half way at a scenic location that overlooks a mountainous range.

Cows stroll by with bells hanging off their necks that echo in the lush-green valleys.

Kikakopoulos pulls out of his magic fold-able table and chairs and we find ourselves sitting and chatting at the most tranquil of settings as his busty wife lays out the tasty morsels on the table from her picnic basket for us to consume.

And this is where the fantasy gets kinda funny because at some stage Kikakopoulos punches me in the face because I keep staring at her big milky tits!

[Kikapu]

I have finally formulated my desirable fantasy life...

I fly over to Switzerland where I’m greeted by Kikakopoulos at the airport and he then drives me to the nearest motel not too far from his home.

My fantasy assumes that he lives in an alpine area at around 1500ft.

During the next few days he puts me in touch with a couple of local real estate agents so I can pick and buy a nice chalet.

Two weeks later I’ve got the perfect little chalet which is only half a kilometre away from the cozy Kikakopoulos home.

Kikakopoulos’ wife is a somewhat chubby, busty local girl who always wears the traditional alpine Swiss attire with the low-cut white blouse, milks cows early in the morning and spends the rest of the day making cottage cheese and baking delicious cakes.

We all have lightweight off-road bicycles for transport and meet half way at a scenic location that overlooks a mountainous range.

Cows stroll by with bells hanging off their necks that echo in the lush-green valleys.

Kikakopoulos pulls out of his magic fold-able table and chairs and we find ourselves sitting and chatting at the most tranquil of settings as his busty wife lays out the tasty morsels on the table from her picnic basket for us to consume.

And this is where the fantasy gets kinda funny because at some stage Kikakopoulos punches me in the face because I keep staring at her big milky tits!

Bravo GR. For a moment I too got caught up in your fantasy story and had a big grin on my face sitting in my armchair until my wife slapped me across the face for staring at her big tits with eyes wide open!