Grandpa Caramello, the legend lives on!
[QUOTE=PahllusMaximus;2475917]Grandpa Caramello sounds pretty disconnected from people, a sort of sad loner. I seem this type in the tropics, kind of in a bubble, though in his individual case, I could be wrong. A lot of them suicide when they figure all they have is a rent-a-hole and nothing to do the other 23 hours of the day and no significant and meaningful cultural and social support network. Mongering is fine and fun, but is icing on top of structure rather than a substitute. I suspect for many mongering is an escape rather than a joy.
Siring hundreds of bastard kids is hardly a good thing: he may as well be a farmyard animal.[/QUOTE]Was Grandpa Caramello disconnected from people? Yes! That was the freaking genius of his existence. He never developed obligations to anyone or anything. He was truly free! Caramello was a true lone wolf to the end. He was hardly the sad sort. He spent his life rooting as long as his age and health permitted. You see, Caramello figured out quite early in life that people are very unreliable and untrustworthy, especially family. Hence, he had no need for one of his own. Furthermore, using his superior intellect, he deduced that all human relationships are transactional and subject to change given the right financial incentives. Caramello found this was particularly true in male-female relationships. Therefore, he rejected romanticism and the marriage institution. He preferred to pay for what he wanted with cash or preferably Caramello Koalas. What he wanted was a good root without emotional entanglements.
Siring hundreds of bastard kids throughout Southeast Asia and Micronesia is something hardly limited to Grandpa Caramello. There have been documentaries made about the thousands of Aussie bastards sired by elderly Aussie mongers in Angeles City, Philippines. One may question the morality of it but from an evolutionary point-of-view, Caramello fulfilled his biological purpose on the planet with resounding success before expiring.
Dying in a tin shack in Brisbane is hardly the glamorous end we all imagine. However, how many elderly Aussies and Yanks die in a first class mansion surrounded by doting kids and loving grandchildren as they draw their last breath? The truth is most will die alone in a hospice drugged out of their minds unable to tell pudding from poot. The children and grandchildren are too busy eking out a living and keeping up with social media to come spoon porridge into dear old grandpa's drooling mouth. In the end, does it really matter where you die alone?
Further reflection s on the grandpa
Hi there all from sunny Melbourne.
I think there is a bit of grandpa in all of us, at times over in flipsville we get bored and wonder why we visit.
To be honest sometimes that's how I have felt there at times, however is it escapism or just having fun partying in another country of which is simply not going to happen here or from whatever other country your from.
Seems grandpa didn't have any kiddies, I think it's true in our final days, kids nowadays be them your own or distant relatives are only concerned for them selves and waiting for your inheritance.
So let's all plan for upcoming fun over there shortly when things settle down.
Cheers. Lwd.
[QUOTE=ChochaMonger;2476228]Was Grandpa Caramello disconnected from people? Yes! That was the freaking genius of his existence. He never developed obligations to anyone or anything. He was truly free! Caramello was a true lone wolf to the end. He was hardly the sad sort. He spent his life rooting as long as his age and health permitted. You see, Caramello figured out quite early in life that people are very unreliable and untrustworthy, especially family. Hence, he had no need for one of his own. Furthermore, using his superior intellect, he deduced that all human relationships are transactional and subject to change given the right financial incentives. Caramello found this was particularly true in male-female relationships. Therefore, he rejected romanticism and the marriage institution. He preferred to pay for what he wanted with cash or preferably Caramello Koalas. What he wanted was a good root without emotional entanglements.
Siring hundreds of bastard kids throughout Southeast Asia and Micronesia is something hardly limited to Grandpa Caramello. There have been documentaries made about the thousands of Aussie bastards sired by elderly Aussie mongers in Angeles City, Philippines.[/QUOTE]
Has anyone been to a regular spot of there's during the current lockdown?
No I haven't. There are a few ads on Skokka but when I thought about it, the risk of being pulled over and asked where I am going is a bit high so I haven't ventured anywhere yet. $1,600 is a hefty fine!
[QUOTE=HandsomeSadist;2477582]Has anyone been to a regular spot of there's during the current lockdown? I'm sure some women are working by phone appointment only given some live in the premises of the business.
HS.[/QUOTE]
Further reflections on the grandpa
We definitely have a grandpa in all of us! I am thinking it is more an escapism rather than a full time thing like Grandpa Caramello though. I don't mind holidaying in Flipsville for a few weeks a year but can't image myself living there full time.
[QUOTE=LostWithinDays;2477347]Hi there all from sunny Melbourne.
I think there is a bit of grandpa in all of us, at times over in flipsville we get bored and wonder why we visit.
To be honest sometimes that's how I have felt there at times, however is it escapism or just having fun partying in another country of which is simply not going to happen here or from whatever other country your from.
Seems grandpa didn't have any kiddies, I think it's true in our final days, kids nowadays be them your own or distant relatives are only concerned for them selves and waiting for your inheritance.
So let's all plan for upcoming fun over there shortly when things settle down.
Cheers. Lwd.[/QUOTE]