Bobthegimp

Maybe they should let Thaksin decide his fate. He knew what to do with drug dealing heathens.

"Chained Heat" comes to mind. There are some pretty hot women in Thai prisons. Maybe the prison exit gate would be the best place to meet my next ex tirak. Do Thai jails have a conjugal visiting room?

Probably working with the information he got from the officials.

She does sound like quite the strumpet. Perhaps, when her wound heals, she will make her way to a bar down in Pattaya

In this instance it sounds like the female passenger demanded that the flight crew act as her baggage coolies. I've helped passengers lift or take their bags down from the overhead compartments many times, for a number of different reasons. Have you ever seen a dude with two hook arms try to place a slippery plastic suitcase in an overhead compartment? It ends with the person sitting under the bin getting crushed vertebrae when the overweight suitcase crashes down on their head. Would you admonish Mr. Hook because his bag weighs more than 5 kilos?

Farang logic isn't logical in this instance. Why would she stab her source of financial support and condemn her child to greater suffering? Nay, the correct person was stabbed and the wife showed incredible restraint by only sticking her once. When stories like this play out in Latin America and Africa the retribution is much worse. In Brazil she'd have stabbed the woman 50x and never see the inside of a jail cell.

Oh, I get it just fine, it's my gay acquaintances who struggle to understand the "breeders". I used to sit on the bus with a gay guy from work on our way to our respective homes. He was a personable, likeable fellow; as flamboyant as any gay man I've ever known. He used to take pictures of strapping young men sitting near us on the bus and text them to his "husband ". He used the word "husband" a dozen times in each conversation, as though it would add credence to the claim. As a divorced man I cheered him on, over the cliff 555 Once he told me about a new resident (also gay) who moved in across the hall in their apartment block. Well, it wasn't a week before the man was invited over for a weekend of three way buggery. It made no difference to me, which is why such things were imparted in far greater detail than most straight people could endure. We remained on friendly terms until he changed work locations, after which he would still come round to say hello. Why did this matter? Because heterosexual married people don't behave in that manner, especially if they've got kids. Sure, you've got the blue haired, tatted up, pierced in ungodly places crowd who engage in "open" "marriages", but you can't build a functioning society on those foundations. My older sister was a #ag hag, as her gay friends used to call her back in the 70s/80s when I was growing up. They were pretty decent men, save the one who delighted in drugging and raping sailors (my sister kept him away from me when I entered puberty). Back then being gay was dangerous, as there were brutal gay bashings almost every weekend. One of her friends, Rick, had his jaw broken and spent time in the hospital with other serious injuries, just because he was gay. It was horrible. Thankfully that kind of crap has come to an end. There you go. The glib response was met with a novella.

The Indian has obviously never fought a pack like that. Keep your hands up, chin tucked in, and make one of the pack your "victim". Unleash everything on that guy, especially his face. Mess him up as badly as you can before the lights go out. His friends won't be able to recount the tale without looking at the poor, disfigured bastard with the mangled chops.

And people get grief for using agents 555.

Sex belongs in the bedroom, though not necessarily the closet. Why not leave it there and get on with your life? Sexuality is a small part of who we are. Build an identity based on something other than sexual orientation and you won't be incessantly inflamed and offended. My God man, there's so much more to life.

Could have been this Cobra.

I'd happily join the 97% if there was a website that opened and I could see the schedule and book a ticket. Not a Facebook user; is there another option, perhaps a phone number or email? I rode my Honda Click up to Pattaya from Phuket and would prefer a boat ride to three days on that seat again.

A friend of mine was there and said that Klaus had a priapism with a Beach Road spinner swinging from it.

I bought a Click 160 from Mityon on Buakhao in mid February and they have been excellent to deal with. I've been back twice and the work I requested was done on the spot. Then I hit the road to Phuket and stopped in Hua Hin for the 1000km service. My experience there was less than satisfactory.