
Originally Posted by
idesign
I used
Yugoslavia once and the moment I clicked on it my computer started shaking violently and I was transported to a cafe
in Dubrovnik ca. 1963. A beautiful woman was sitting beside me holding a bottle of NPA, staring blankly at the sea.
I pinched myself and blinked rapidly. Opening my eyes I found myself tied naked to the bed in her hotel room, the
NPA bottle laying on its side on the table dripping slowly onto the carpet. I looked around for the woman but only
saw a room service waiter aggressively trying to open a bottle of champagne like it was a twist-off, and threatening
me with his corkscrew. The woman came out of the bathroom wrapped in a hint of vaporous silk, escorted the waiter
through the window with a strength and determination not seen since Mt. Olympus was full of active gods, then turned
to me with a look that suggested all my troubles were over. That's all I remember...
Hope this
helps.
PS I forgot to tell you, this was all in grainy black and white.
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