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  • Gandhi's revenge on sukumvit...

    i was out with a GG a few months back in a posh restaurant somewhere on the river in Bangkok.

    She ordered enough food for about 4 people which consisted
    of a about 3 different prawn dishes, a seafood stew and a some raw crab and cabbage thing.
    This was all washed down with a few bottles of singha..
    She was surprised that i could handle the spice in the stew....well to be honest I've had a lot hotter.....a good vindaloo will blow the head off ya.

    After we finished we got a taxi back, i jumped off at asok station, she carried on home.....thank fuck.

    Once i jumped out of the cab i started to walk in the wrong direction of my hotel ...stupidly thinking i was on the right track i carried on....suddenly i felt the urge to leave out a wee rasper.....no sooner was it out ...when i felt then thought ....a fecking wet surprise.

    I looked around and noticed i was on the wrong path, crossed the road and walked towards my hotel at a snails pace.
    All the while getting propositioned by lbs and ggs...what a nightmare....
    I couldn't have got back to my hotel fast enough

    This was the first time i've experienced a wet surprise and there wasn't even a warning (like a cramp in the stomach)...

    i put it down to the spice the raw crab had nothing to do with it...has this happened to anybody else in bangers?

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    (orgasmaddict @ Apr. 11 2008,08:19) has this happened to anybody else in bangers?
    No - you're the only one!
    No honey, no money!!

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    • #3

      thats a line i hear far too often in Thailand

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      • #4
        (orgasmaddict @ Apr. 11 2008,22:19) ....suddenly i felt the urge to leave out a wee rasper.....no sooner was it out ...when i felt then thought ....a fecking wet surprise.



        This was the first time i've experienced a wet surprise and there wasn't even a warning (like a cramp in the stomach)...
        What do you mean a "wet surprise", i mean is it like you pissed yourself, or what?
        i love t-girls

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        • #5
          bloody hell Sean.....you should get out of the Gaeltacht more often......its pissing out your ass

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          • #6


            leftover ladyboy splooge
            No honey, no money!!

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            • #7

              ..i think i can rule that one out Mick
              but since you brought it up

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              • #8
                Just to make you feel better OA, I can tell you you are not the first & definitely won't be the last
                to have followed through sneaking out a touch of wind after a plate of salmenella.
                There are so many gastro-related viruses waiting to attack the inexperienced falang,
                even those who have lived in Asia a long time are not immune.
                I read many years ago a report by a travel writer who wrote that it is a safe policy never to trust a fart in 3rd world countries.

                My favourite story involves someone travelling home from Asia sitting in comfort up the front end of the plane.
                Being drunk as a monkey he decided to visit some lady friends he knew back in economy.
                Whilst chatting he realised too late he was in urgent need of a nature call.
                He suffered the indignity of having to walk back to his seat wearing white jeans, now extensively patterned.
                I have listened to him horrifying dinner guests with his story several times.
                The inevitable question "what did you do?"

                He shrugs & says "no problem, I went into the toilet & took them off, rinsed out my jocks [underpants],
                returned to my seat with the offending jeans rolled up, which I then carried through immigration to baggage collection,
                where I was able to get clean pants."
                I know his travelling companion who swears it is true but even he gave him a wide berth as they lined up at customs.
                Everyone just stared at the drunk in his jocks.

                Don't feel too sorry for him though, he has finished up one of the richest men in Australia.
                He could fly in his own 737 if he wished but he still likes to sit up the front of the plane getting pissed.
                Exactly what the moral of all this is I'm not sure, but I still laugh at the droll way he relates the story.
                There can be no embarrassment if you don't see you have done anything wrong.

                An unforgettable guy.
                Despite the high cost of living, it continues to be popular.

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                • #9
                  (pacman @ Apr. 11 2008,23:50) I read many years ago a report by a travel writer who wrote that it is a safe policy never to trust a fart in 3rd world countries.
                  That's very funny...and very true...
                  "It's not Gay if you beat them up afterwards."  --- Anon

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                  • #10
                    never trust a fart in 3rd world countries


                    Funny story Paccers, my tale is tame in comparison.....fair play to your man for not giving a toss.....if he was sober might have been a different story though.
                    i can picture him walking through customs in his shoes, socks and jocks

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                    • #11
                      When I first came to Thailand it happened to me a couple of times before I learned the 'brown rule!'

                      The most memorable was on a bus heading back from an early evening teaching assignment near Central Lad Prau.

                      I hoped on the 145 bus from MoChit and started on the perilous journey to Pac Nam.

                      About half an hour before I got to The Mall Bang Kapi I eased off an innocent fart and didn't even realise what it was at the time...

                      But as it cooled down and the whiff rose and took hold of the bus it dawned on me that it wasn't sweat massaging my bum cheeks...

                      The next couple of hours was a nightmare but the next 45 minutes or so was the worst.

                      I made a plan to get out at The Mall Bang Kapi, buy some trousers (any size and race off to the bogs...

                      Without all the details I managed to make it home eventually but spent an hour in the shower and the next day clothes shopping!

                      I've been very careful since and make it a (now subconscious) part of my routine to never be far from a sit down lavvy!

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                      • #12
                        (stogie bear @ Apr. 12 2008,00:32) ....... the perilous journey to Pac Nam.
                        It's an even more perilous journey to Pac Man ..... I can give you the shits ....        
                        Despite the high cost of living, it continues to be popular.

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                        • #13
                          before Taxi to Pattaya i always make sure i take two immodium , whatever i feel like. Got caught out two years ago and had to jump over the Motorway wall just by a toll booth ( i think)

                          There was a toilet by chance but i missed it by 20 feet.. lucky they had a shower as well. It was a dreadfull sight. No more spicy food and beer the night before a long cab ride

                          Always take imodium now before the flight as well...as an insurance

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                          • #14
                            i once back fired on a 12 hour flight to los!

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                            • #15
                              I managed to get home, barely, in a similar situation. But not in time to drop my shorts, I put the results in a plastic bag tied it shut, put it in another plastic bag, and threw it away. Even I am not cruel enough to ask my maid to clean that.

                              ps. reminds you of that night at Obsessions when I kept excusing myself to run to the Landmark
                              "Snick, You Sperm Too Much" - Anon

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