I'm getting emails from people in countries I never heard of. OK, I'm not exactly an expert on geography, but I have a general idea of what countries existed back when I was in school or thereabouts. I remember Yugoslavia and Gaul and Cathay and Hellas and Prussia and Ceylon and Medo-Persia and Gondwanaland and places like that.

But now there are countries like Nzo Plebat, Aflanagon, Buccniata, and Pfnlicia, which I have no idea where they are or how to pronounce them.

I am thinking about changing my country designation to Cobrastan, because I like the sound of it. And it probably really exists too, at this rate.

Sounds good and don't forget to nudge all the people from other countries ..oh and also.. use the creative chopped lines you so love to read.

I live in the state of disillusionment.

My family tree's seed was planted in the soil (and soul) of Atlantis. Later, when the island nation sank, my forefathers came to America on the Titanic. They escaped on a lifeboat, and headed straight for the Bermuda triangle. Then my grandfather built the first-ever atomic bomb. (Not the one that was tested in the Arizona desert.) My grandmother, in her grief, crawled into a black hole, and nobody has ever heard of her again, save for hearing her faint pulsating gamma radiation. My father moved to seventh heaven, while my mom still lived on cloud nine. My brother invented potion no. 9. and my sista, chanel 7. Another sister invented Channel 7.

So goes the family fable. I am waiting for the third coming of Christ; I'm ahead of my time, coz everyone else still waits only for the second one.

In Skansenesic (a dialect of Burmbumba, spoken by forty-five million people in Anlonan-Purp, in the West side of Papua-New Guinea) the sun sets only if you sacrifice a human a day. Otherwise the sun stays hungry, and it don't like to go to sleep on an empty stomach.

Needless to say, my great-grand uncle was a missionary. That's how we know that a culinary trait runs in our family -- we make excellent ragu.

Hesus, I am really full of it tonight.

Did you leave anything out ???

Copy and paste
Nzo Plebat, Aflanagon, Buccniata, and Pfnlicia
into Google. They don't exist.

Wait a week.

What happens in a week?

New maps, I hope.

Google crawled this Forum and found the new Countries!

Life imitates art! Or Google imitates me, or something.....

Google has been oogling you, Lex!!

Look for a big tv in your room that sort of blends in, had been there before you moved in, and says `Bigg And Brothers, Inc.` on the name plate of the trademark.

Try them individually. You might have better luck with finding a positive ID than typing them all together in the input window.

Google has actually been very good to me. It's been a tremendous aid in the whole bookselling process....!

Just use the Mingle filter and see if the country has hot chicks!!

Word

All of their women look like Lindsay Lohan. I find this a little disturbing. I mean, how can you tell them apart?

I suppose they could just be using fake pics, but nobody ever does THAT on the internet....!

There is an advertiser who runs ads for chinese chicks, who pine away for american men, and none look chinese. they look like regular american caucasians, with a black wig, and lately not even that. Now they are blonde american women, whose paternal grandmothers would be mortified if they heard about their granddaughters` being chinese. (``My daughter-in-law, that watery blint with a slanted desire and slit eyes on her mind... and in every other crevice of her body.``) Yep. Viper`s tongue in aspic.

And I loved that ad that said, ``research shows that Ukrainian beauties like American men.`` I like an advertiser with a sense of humour. What do they mean, `research shows`? It`s a general criticism of our culture's obsession with statistical findings in social studies, and it was aimed and fired very well. I liked that.