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Oh, no, definitely don't stop. Your rubbish is definitely high level verbal excrement. It usually takes someone like Susan to be able to even come close to matching your level for frogs sakes.

Maybe he lives in the states and they call him that because of his strange accent. But it would take a brain to figure that one out, so you're excused. Just imagine though someone tried to copy your name by matching another word starting with "F" to go with frogs. Oh, the possibilities...

I give you credit for having the patience and sheer endurance to engage with the mental midgetry of the Trump cultists who troll this forum. Honestly, it’s a waste of your energy. Most of them aren’t even American and have no clue what it actually means to live under the consequences of Trump’s destructive policies. They also all follow the same tired, repetitive script every time Trump is criticized. There’s no originality, no substance. Step one, insult the person calling him out. Step two, drag up some irrelevant relic from a past administration to distract. Step three, pivot to lazy whataboutism to dodge the real issue. They never engage with the facts. Because they can’t. They have no argument. Take the current topic. This isn’t about left or right. It doesn’t make you a “lefty” to call out something obviously reckless, yet that is a big part of their go-to whining. Giving $140 billion in advanced weaponry to MBS is dangerous, period. If you support that, you’re not being political, you’re making a moral failure. But instead of confronting that reality, they argue in circles and try to bury the conversation in noise. The upside is they’re loud but few. Just look at the reactions to the original post. Nineteen positive, four negative. That’s nearly five to one against Trump’s position. The numbers don’t lie. At the end of the day, you’re not changing their minds. You’re arguing with a group that’s shouting at a wall. They bring no merit, no facts, and no one with a functioning brain takes them seriously. Sometimes the smartest move is to stop feeding the noise and let them keep spiraling into irrelevance.

WRONG. People on both the left and the right don’t like Trump because he’s a liar, a grifter, a convicted felon, a rapist, a narcissist, is doing things to damage the US economy and foreign relations, undermines democratic institutions, spreads misinformation, incites political violence, disrespects the rule of law, violates the Constitution, refuses to uphold rulings of federal courts and the Supreme Court, takes bribes, is corrupt, and consistently puts his own interests above the well-being of the country.

Right, it’s only a once-a-week thing. Can hardly say it even counts for anything since I still have her all to myself the other six nights of the week, even though four nights is already enough. But I charge everyone enough on Wednesdays to cover my cost of her weekly stipend and then some. So it works out, even though she doesn’t know I’m making bank from it. I tell her it’s just “community service.” You reckon I should hold card nights 3X a week instead? Can't hurt, right? More bank that way innit.

Only when we hold drinks and cards night at my place on Wednesdays. Then it's poker in the front, liquor in the rear.

Mine wanted to get a job at 7/11 after I bought her out from the beer bar, but I wouldn't let her. I told her they only foot-long hotdogs she would be handling from now on are the ones in our bedroom.

Sheeeesh!

WTF???

Oh here we go again, another enlightened armchair farang expert broadcasting from his ivory condo tower in the hi-so end of Jomtien, sipping Singha out of paper cups and diagnosing every other farang who doesn’t drink as heavily as him with either having dementia or a dope addiction. Thanks for the public service announcement, Dr Freud of the Lift Lobby. Last time I spoke to a farang, it was Bob again on Soi 6. He was trying to flog me a used toasty maker and ranting about how the embassy put a tracking chip in the amulet he wears round his neck. Totally normal Tuesday. Before that, it was a Swiss bloke who only speaks in proverbs and sells herbal bung lube out the back of his pickup. As for Thais, yeah they smile, but probably because they’re filming me for a TikTok called “Farang Falls for It Again.” But I don’t mind. I give a solid sawadee kap, make a wai like a drunk flamingo, and carry on with my life. And look, no offence, but if the highlight of your farang social life is mumbling “thank you” to a Russian bloke in the lift, maybe the problem isn’t the rest of us. But hey, enjoy your bubble. Just don’t be surprised when it bursts and you realize the grumpy old man with dementia might’ve been staring back at you in the mirror.

Wait, weren't you the one trying to sell hotdogs?

Oh for f***’s sake, are we really doing this again? How many times do I need to tell the same story to the same bloody question on this forum? Same topic gets posted by a different site member with a slightly different title nearly every other month. Alright then, fine. Buckle up. I met her on Soi 6 during Bob’s weekly stamina test. He’d just finished short timing a girl he’d clocked more hours with than his ex-wife and five ladyboys put together, and he reckoned I should give her a go. Said she had the grip of a Hoover and the emotional depth of a houseplant, which frankly ticked all my boxes. Well, he wasn’t lying. Gave it a whirl, sparks flew, ST turned into LT, and now she does my laundry full time while Bob still pops round for the occasional nostalgia session. It’s modern romance, mate. Get with the times!

I fully agree. Absolutely no hope at all for that deranged gaggle of buffoons running things in the White House.

Two points about the weather in Thailand. First off, don’t expect the locals to waste a single breath on discussing it in any detail. Unless it’s pissing down or there’s a flood swallowing motorbikes whole, the weather simply doesn’t register as a conversation topic. Temperature? No one cares unless it drops below 18° or cooks you alive at 40°. Anything in between is just background noise. And I agree with their approach, take note and learn from them. Second, for those desperate to obsess over every breeze and UV rating, there’s this magical invention called the AccuWeather app. It’ll gleefully vomit up every microscopic weather detail you could possibly want, hour by hour, day by day, until your eyes bleed. So no, we don’t need to discuss the humidity index over a bowl of noodles.

You pretty much nailed it. You got me on Poof Daddy, but he probably prefers Poofter Daddy now. A few more: Highest cost of healthcare. Highest number of homeless. Highest carbon footprint per household.