the best friend

to my darling fatso, year after year I will tell the tale, so here's to you....with all my love and hugs....... HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! -slbbk- ;)


Once upon a time, 24 years ago today, a baby boy was born into this world.
He was affectionately bestowed the name Turkey by his brother from another mother and for old times sake shall be referred to as that….anyways, moving on, little did anyone know what this name would come to mean in the years to come....especially with concerned the other sex. So little Turkey grew up, like any other kid over the years and by the time he reached high school, puberty hit and the rest ....well if I told you ...you wouldn't believe me. (But here goes anyways)

He was known as the 'Gazebo God' ....He'd pass through the school fields and the girls would flock out just to get a glimpse of this 8th wonder of the world. All they needed was a peek.....that was enough to quench their hormone driven thirsts. Even the mothers all over his home town were infatuated with Turkey. He could do no wrong in their eyes. Bit by bit he was conquering the world.....and he didn't even know it.

Then he came to uni and again his charm and suaveness wafted through the corridors like a drug. He could even melt the stone cold faces of security guards who most often than not, used us as target practice. You had to be there to believe it. "Fortunately" enough for me ....I was there. Over time, we became friends and I had the privilege of witnessing how the girls would hang on his every word. Hahah… I’d give him such a hard time about it and he would just laugh the 'what can I do, I'm so amazing' laugh.

I have had so many many ABSOLUTELY amazing times with this priceless friend of mine ( so many that I'm afraid I'll forget some). Crawling through parks at 3 in the morning, eating wild boar curry at 4.30am, climbing up Commanwealth Hill after an all nighter and watching the sunrise... hahah slipping down a slope (well that was just me actually, at the time he was incapacitated and all he could do was laugh)...eating Ramlee burgers by the road side, fist fights that I so badly lost...pillow fights.... that yeah ...badly lost again,endless balcony conversations ...the list goes on and on.
When we were dispersed by the winds of destiny to further our over-priced education abroad, one of my greatest fears was that I would lose this royal pain in the ass....but as I've some to realize, since I've been in Glasgow, he's not someone you CAN lose…even if you tried. He'll always be there.....somewhere. It’s like music from another room. You in a room and you can hear music coming from the other side. Then a train passes and drowns the music out for awhile. When it’s quiet again, you're still humming in perfect time and sequence with the music....like it was never gone! That's how I would describe our friendship. Okay, that was about as much sentimentality as you're going read!!!

The girlfriends. H, D, F, L, J.......Their lives would not have been the same had they never have dated Turkey. For some, they experienced what true love and a gentleman was really all about for the first time. For some, it was a teenage fantasy fulfilled. For some it was he was their first true love, and for one he was her perfect love and she was his.

The flings. F, S, S, S, J, Nibble Nibble, .....Their lives would not have been the same had they not encountered Turkey. Now they know that legends like him DO actually exist. For some, it was a one night of lust and amazing gratification .For some it was innocent and flirtatious. For some it was a matter of sensuous dancing and a handsome helping of NIBBLE! For Turkey, he was embracing one of life’s miracles….. WOMEN!

The friends- Baby Eagle, Mao Tse Tung , Whisper-Whisper, Crl, Prs, Nat, Pad...Turkey has been blessed with an amazing network of friends. They have shared some really really treasured times together. That in its own entity deserves to be written up as another book. I reckon it would make for a fantastic read.

That's was a brief glimpse into Turkey’s past (just skimming the surface really)!!!Presently, he’s continuing his medical studies and will graduate in 2007.
As for his future, well I'm not a fortune teller but merely a humble storyteller...but this much I can boldly say.......the REST of the world better brace itself 'cause the Turkey is coming!!!!! So there! This is just the tip of the ice-berg of this legendary best friend of mine. If you want the full length version of it.....well you'll just have to get to know him .....or come and find me sometime in the future.Best bet is I'll probably be telling this story to my grandchildren on a porch somewhere at the end of the world.
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