sayonara, shalom
 

In light of lookout's post about people going AWOL i thought I'd only be polite to say goodbye, I've landed some serious work in distant and remote lands so I'll be out of contact for somewhere between 1 1/2 months and a year. If all goes well you'll hear all about it when I get back. The rest is in the title.

Wait! You're going to some Jewish-Oriental land? Come on! Throw us a bone!

Ah, damn! He's off already. Damn mysterious of him. He's probably in jail. :)

I know where Jag is going and I will talk for a small fee.

HINT: He is going on the best adventure ever! ;)

French Foreign Legion, it was a no–brainer.

I look forward to your return. Enjoy your travels!

Whoever hired him is getting someone with a great brain , no social skills, and a tiny penis. Stay safe, commie prick. :)

Ditto on that. Good Luck!

pshaaa! whoever hired Jag hired him for his body. er, something.

Get some good pics! Have fun, be careful.

Good luck. Keep your head down (good advice for most parts of the world these days).

:apimp: Nobody hires Jag.
Have fun, stay safe, take pictures and wear condoms.

Too cool for the room again! Good luck out there in the so-called real world, friend... see you from the first Internet cafe or whenever and wherever you connect again.

I'll miss your perspective on things.
Take care and good luck.

Safe travels, good luck, hope to hear from you soon!!

I gotta hang out more...I'm missing all the time-sensitive stuff these days.

Vaya con queso, senor. Hasta linguini.

Safe journey!

(he's not really going anywhere. He's going to a japanese takeaway and then falaffel for afters, because you're always still hungry after japanese food ...)

mmmm... cheese

I thought that was Chineese food. Japaneese food always give you cramps.

japanese food? sushi? *perks up a bit* i'm game!

happy trails jag, gl and be careful!

The Chinese give you large amounts of food, but you're hungry again an hour later.

The Japanese give you small amounts of food and so you leave needing to go get a Big Mac or something to fill the gaping emptiness in your tummy.

I don't trust a culture that gives you raw food and tells you it's some damn kind of delicacy because some sweaty guy fanned the rice to cool it to the proper level of stickyness and rolled it up in seaweed.

Hey, maybe that's part of why I hate the French!! Steak Tartar!