Jacket looks good. I've said it before, BK does make nice looking jackets. Wear it in good health.Come on guys. Does anyone like my jacket?
Come on guys. Does anyone like my jacket?
I’m not going to beat a dead horse here either. Just @Big J your post here reminded me of something. There’s a Libertines song called Arbeit Macht Frei which hung above Auschwitz. Meaning work will set you free. The line is “her old man...he don’t like black or queers...yet he’s proud we beat the Nazis? How queer.” And if there’s any sci-fi, dystopian fans it plays in a very poignant scene in Children of Men.The 'Greatest Generation' gave their lives to free themselves, future generations, and millions of Jews, gypsies, homosexuals, those with disabilities and different political opinions.
That's good enough for me.
I'm not gay.
I don't care if you are.
I won't persecute you.
Thank you for the clarification sir.It is the last time that I will answer on this issue.
I swear I never met this man in the 40 years that I do this job and never hear anything about him or his company in the Greek market.
It's a ghost company, running here and there.
We have been registered in the Greek archives since 1979, we have an address, phones, shop and whoever wants to visit us, our door is always open.
I have previously invited him through the forum to visit us and finally state where this company is and which exactly produces its products. No answer.
So I forbid all of you to involve my name with someone I never met.
Wouldn’t surprise me seeing the lack of ethics of this company.
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I wonder if the BK jackets come from Pakistan or China but made to higher end specs. Is this possible?
Bravo! very nice couple, all well sad, Bravo!Ton,
Thank you for the brave, poignant post. Whenever I see photos of you and your beautiful daughter, it warms my heart. BTW, I am adopted and so grateful that my parents chose that path. Many people have asked me whether I have or will search for the woman who gave birth to me – my response is always the same: I only have one set of parents.
As you know, my wife is Chinese (from Taiwan). I first met her 30 years ago and we dated for a year. I was madly in love with her back then. However, I was fearful about committing to an interracial marriage. I was uneasy about the social stigma. She didn’t fit the Normal Rockwell painting. In truth, I was a coward. Thus, I walked away from the woman I deeply loved. Two years later, I married a Caucasian c**t that I did not love, and I was completely miserable for many years. Many of the hobbies I pursued with obsessive fervor – e.g., watches and cars – were largely fueled by my desire to escape my wife and marriage. After I finally divorced the c**t, I reconnected with the love of my life (who also had a failed marriage during the interim). We have been a happily married interracial couple for six years now. I cannot imagine a life without her and I regularly kick myself for the profoundly bad decision I made 30 years ago when I cowardly walking away from her. Yes, we occasionally face bigotry because of our different races, but I do not give one sh*t. We are spectacularly happy together and I so blessed to call her my wife.
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We were married at the top of Mammoth Mountain . . . in addition to being interracial, we are also a mixed couple in that she is a snowboarder and I am a skier.
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Note the spiffy jackets, which render this post on-topic for the Outerwear forum.