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 I thought you were a 'big' everything.

 

Did the chair survive ?

 

The chairs in most establishments are made to adequate standards
 

 

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Tell us OP, what kind of subjects was he talking about?

 

 

Yes OP, what was the bloke talking about...you could'nt block it all, lets hear it, you write well

 

This is one of the more interesting monologues:

 

"Farang women they want everything. They want this they want that they don’t care about the man, they don’t know that the man needs to be a man and feels like a man they just want the new kitchen and new clothes and new hair every day.  Soon there will be no men for them they will all come to Thailand and find good wife. Every day there are beautiful women here on every corner you can find a wife and beautiful one even if you just want one night, why not, you can choose here all the time. The thai woman they dont like the Thai man. he hits the woman and does not treat her good and doesnt care about her.  My wife in Thailand she took everythign from me but I am still in love with this one. She is a bad woman with good heart. I build her the new house and now she have that but one day I will go back there and we will ove again becasue I am a good man and i look afer her and teach her about the world and outside Thailand. I take her to the supermarket and show her how to spend the momney to save teh money, what she needs to do, look at how many sticks of 3 in 1 cafe she can have in that bag for 100 baht and maybe instead she can choose that other bag and she will get 38 stick and only 89 baht and thi sis how she can save the moeny and learn about the household and for her future.  My house I painted it white. No other house was painted this white. I drove for 3 hours to buy the white color from the Dulux brand and everyone in the village would ask about the color of the white but no one else had this one and i would not tell anyone about the name of this white.  It was the only special white color of all the village houses. Maybe there was 15 houses with white colored paint but no one had the dulux white and our house was the whitest and number one white house in all the village and even the village north and south and all around we were the number one white and no body knew it was the Dulux and I never tell no body that this whit eis the Dulux.  Every day we clean the house all outside and inside. I would sweep the outside every day with straw broom they make in the village that make all these straw brooms. Every family in these villages make the brooms and they sell on the road or come to the village and sell the brooms they make. I have 3 brooms and each one will sweep different for dirt or the concrete and some are better for the leaf from the tree. My wife would say go and sweep with your broom and I would go and take my broom and i would sweep sweep sweep, sometimes I would put my cigarette in my mouth and still i would sweep. Three brooms i had and I would choose which broom I would sweep with......"

I'd have told him to sit down, called my partner to say you can't make the meeting and listened to this guy drone all night .................. and paid for his booze. 

 

I would be surprised if more than 10% of posters could get through that without drifting off.

Imagine 45 minutes of such drivel

 

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I think maybe you disliked him because he was stopping you from eating the table.

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This comment illustrates how lack of intelligence is an extraordinary handicap when someone is being offensive

 

 

It is very easy.

 

All the OP had to do was say to the man; sorry I am expecting some friends to arrive at any moment and politely ask the gentleman to leave the table. Tactful and no hard feelings.

 

Sometimes that works in bars, sometimes it doesn't.  It is difficult to reason with a self absorbed drunk.

 

I wasn't any ruder to him than he was to me.  He was the one who sat down uninvited and proceeded to ramble on with the most inane and uninteresting conversation.  I didn't even offer a word to him as I was sure he would move on after a few minutes.

 

I have no hard feelings towards the man at all.
 

 

No hard feelings yet you start a thread about him like this on a public forum?

Methinks you have self-esteem issues, needing to bring down others less fortunate, to feel better yourself.

You walk into a pace that sells alcohol and complain that someone is drunk

That's like walking into a brothel and complaining that a woman came onto you.

 

Really petal, I would have thought that someone who has 12,000 postings here on thaivisa would have learnt, if not have just had the practice, to avoid posting nonsense.

I might have tolerated the man had he been an interesting drunk. Drink can often make the most boring of people come alive.  No, this man was naturally boring, and alcohol seemed to enhance the idea that he had nothing of interest to offer the conversational world.

As he chose myself and my table to practise his spectacularly mind numbing repertoire, I feel I am entitled to critique his work.

As for your last point. If i did walk into a brothel and a woman came onto me, yes, I would be complaining

 

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As a story it is mildly interesting because this man was so completely and utterly boring.

 

I do get a fair bit of excitement in my life. Some days I will ride the BTS all day. What a thrill!...

 

If this is how you spend your time at the bar, no wonder your partner was so late. She might of been out enjoying herself.

 

 

How did you know my partner also loves the BTS?

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Why didn't you just ask him to leave?

 

An obviously drunk Farang would not last two minutes sitting beside me. I would just ask him to leave, if he did not move, then I would, if he followed me, I would again ask him to move, if he didn't, he would end up with a very sore face.
 

 

I figured he would leave after a few minutes if I ignored him.  Time just got away.  Although he was opposite me, it was only his breath that could not be ignored at times, and that was no worse than a walk down many a soi.

Some of the time was spent in a hypnotic trance staring at his nostril hair. I wondered why he did not cut it. He could have plaited the strands it was so thick

The remainder of the time my mind drifted with the memories of the many of the dullards and bores I have met through my life and mentally compared each one to this German

If he was a bore why are you posting this story about him then? Maybe it was more excitement then you had in months, right?

 

As a story it is mildly interesting because this man was so completely and utterly boring.

I do get a fair bit of excitement in my life. Some days I will ride the BTS all day. What a thrill!...

It is very easy.

 

All the OP had to do was say to the man; sorry I am expecting some friends to arrive at any moment and politely ask the gentleman to leave the table. Tactful and no hard feelings.

Sometimes that works in bars, sometimes it doesn't.  It is difficult to reason with a self absorbed drunk.

I wasn't any ruder to him than he was to me.  He was the one who sat down uninvited and proceeded to ramble on with the most inane and uninteresting conversation.  I didn't even offer a word to him as I was sure he would move on after a few minutes.

I have no hard feelings towards the man at all.
 

 

Last week at the Red Lion restaurant in Chiang Mai, an American gentleman had just finished his meal on the next table, got up, looked at me, smiled and said; Hi, it sure is a nice sunny day out there, now you have a nice day and then he walked out.

I thought the audacity of the man, smiling, being friendly and wishing me a nice day. His hospitable attitude filled me with repulsion and discussed, because it mean`t I had to acknowledge that he existed.  I think the Immigration department should deport these people and ban them from Thailand for life.

 

 

A little bit different than sitting at your table uninvited and proceeding to talk at you for 45 minutes and the assumption you'll pay for his beer.

 

Thank you karenbravo. It is not the first time i have had people sit at my table uninvited. I find that if they do not ask me if they can sit down they will inevitaby be self serving and narcissistic.  If ignored they will generally leave within a couple of minutes.

I have asked people to leave before and some take offence to teh request. I wasn't in the mood for a verbal stoush so I sat and waited.

After 5 minutes his monotones became background noise and I tuned him out. Despite not a word from myself to him he continued his monologue unabated

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That is Germans for you boring people, Brits are much more fun and clean and proper. But are you sure he was German him expecting the pint on your bill sound Scottish to me. And what nationality are you.. Dutch because you want split bills ?

 

Sorry just countering nonsense with nonsense.

My apologies, I did not realise you were German and i meant no offense to your countrymen.  He sounded German, but might not have been. I feel sure you are not as dull as you come across on here and certainly no one could be as boring as this man in person

 You were drunk. It's called a mirror.

My dear man, it sounds like you are projecting yourself.

I was sipping my first pint of beer for the day when he sat down. Not being a big drinker, that was my first pint for at least ten days. 

I was in the lower Sukhumvit area last week and stopped in at a well known bar for a drink.

I grabbed myself a table outside where my partner would see me and ordered a Pint while waiting.  I was enjoying watching the nuances of soi life pass me by when after a few minutes a middle aged farang gentleman came over and sat himself down. He didn’t ask me, nor did I offer him a seat.

From his accent and conversation he sounded German, but spoke to me in English.

He was wearing a long sleeve white buttoned shirt that had weeks of old food stains down its front. Long pants with the zipper undone, and dark brown leather sandals. He was unshaven with generous clumps of nostril hair protruding half way to his upper lip. As he became animated in conversation, he leant over the table, and from 2 feet away his breath wafted into my face like the scent of an open sewer.

From the moment he sat down he started talking and he barely stopped. It was one continuous mind numbing monologue. Drunken drivel of the highest boring barometer magnitude. Sometimes he would bang the table with his fists but even the theatrics could not improve what came from his mouth.

While he droned on I downed my first pint ordered another.  The German ordered one also and when the waitress returned she went to put the drink on my bill. 

I laughed and said ‘No.  I don’t know this man. He just sat down and started talking.  I’m not paying for any of his drinks.’

The waitress looked at Franz who had already taken a long pull of his pint, froth spitting from his mouth as he continued talking.  The waitress looked hesitant about removing his drink from my bill but I insisted.  I wasn’t paying for this exceptional bore.

When my partner turned up it had been 45 minutes since the German sat down and began his relentless monologue.  The entire time I said not a word to the man. 

this hobby is neither time consuming nor does it require to spend money

farang

falang

farlang

farung

farong

faring

farnags

falung

ferong

ferang

ferung

furung

furlong

furlung

forong

folong

forlong

pharung

felang

franansgs

ferlang

forang

Folung

A splendid collection indeed, one to be very proud of.

I was not the best at arithmetic in school, but my count has 'falung' at #24

Actually all it means is the same as the falung fruit which is white inside and has a slightly coarse texture just like Western skin as opposed to white Asian skin which is silky smooth. It's not an insult just a pure observation.

"falung" now listed in "Thaivisa Farang Spelling Collection" as #23

My dear man, you have the most unusual collecting hobbies!

Alrighty then!

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An x-ray of the backbone of the individual would tell us soooo much more

There are five verses in the Koran against homosexual conduct and none in favour, so how can a Muslim obey the Koran and be gay? You cannot 'interpret' the Koran as it is the word of god according to Muslims and cannot be altered.

You need to lighten up. Do Christians really believe the Noah and the flood story?

My relationship with my God is what I choose it to be. I can interpret the Koran any way I wish, that is why entire institutions have been set up to study and interpret the Koran. There is no singular agreement.

As for these mysterious five verses against being Gay? Nonsense.

Once again, this is about the tolerance I find in Thai society to my way of life.

I thank you Sir for once more proving my point of Western intolerance towards being Gay and Muslim.

No further dramatic updates as yet!

I am still bullet blending and my insides feel wonderful!

Every day I pull out the sample jar and look in wonder at what can be trapped inside the intestinal tract.

I didn't want to read that!

Sir, my apologies if I was too graphic in my description

This event has amazed me and I have been telling all and sundry acquaintances about it!

Some excellent tips Sir!

I have known some bad eggs in my time and now I can test for them!

And no longer will I feel shamed for making cloudy ice cubes!

I visited parts of South America in my youth and I can say I tried some very tasty Brazilian nuts in my time there.

As for sourcing in pattaya? I have no idea!

I have no problem with there being a festival of most anything, representing most anyone, for most any group.

Bringing together different subgroups with shared experiences and common causes makes sense, for a festival or convention.

When it comes to life, or labels I do feel quite differently. Once there begins an alliance of subgroups under the one all encompassing banner, it seems to me that each subgroup loses something of themselves. Issues specific to one subgroup might not be relevant to another subgroup and so messages and identity become lost or clouded.

Should Gay and Lesbians bracketed together? No more so than Tennis players and Football players bracketed together.

after all, they're only human but I've even noticed that some of the male ones are also smitten. At first I thought every male moderator on the forum must be gay but then I realised the power of my good looks and charm seems to even turn even the hero mods.

My dear man! You should bottle your scent ASAP!

Well I bought myself one of the cheap bullet style blenders as recommended on here. I was bullet blending within an hour of purchase! A few days back, after 6 days of blending and mulching, there were some sensationally remarkable results!!

Now, remembering I had been having every meal, breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks blended! I had never done this before. Also, I had just the one serving of meat: some chicken. I also blended that up (after cooking).

On the fourth day I could feel a solid mass in my intestines. The pain was intense and I could feel the lump slowly moving along the intestinal tract.

After two days of excutiating pain I was thankfully alowed a bowel movement of natural disaster proportions! The relief was bliss itself!

I looked down into the bowl and there was a huge knotted mass of something strange in there. After fishing around a bit I pulled out a big congealed wad of bubblegum/chewing gum!! I like to keep my mouth busy and I am always popping something in there, whether it be plain gum or bubbegum. There could have been years worth of the stuff in there!!

If that wasn't exciting enough, twisted into the gum were pieces of blue and red plastic!! I washed the gum wad clean and have placed it in a sample bottle.

Since that event I have felt healthier and fresher than I have in years.

If you have not tried one of these blenders, I recommend you get yourself down to BigC today!

Although not an acquaintance of mine, a very Happy birthday to you my dear MrToad!

Whilst in Pattaya I do hope your Prince Charming kisses you and a Prince you shall become!