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It's not like you have to go without for several months. It's more like a hobby activity. "Wow, you're so patient not rushing me." *thinking to yourself: 'that's because I can still stop in at Cleopatra or visit my squeeze from Forte for a quickie after our dates... no blue balls here, baby.'*

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so many of em' talk about 'saving' bargirls. i reckon they should save em' selves first :o 'rich' foreigner comes in and sees these "poor" girls being 'exploited'.. so they get on their white horse and try to change the world... nutkick.gif

Lots of these guys about, some of them take it to ridiculous lengths.

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so many of em' talk about 'saving' bargirls. i reckon they should save em' selves first  :o  'rich' foreigner comes in and sees these "poor" girls being 'exploited'.. so they get on their white horse and try to change the world...

'saving bargirls'???

saving for themselves most likely!!! greedy sods that's all they are!

ps that LocalYokal is nothing like Pat.

LY is a deviant bastard!

more like our Harry really!

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LY is a deviant bastard!

more like our Harry really!

Thanks swimming pool cleaner....I met one guy with a Bg that was so possesive that he took to staring down every farang that he walked past.

Needless to say he left Don Muang Airport with his arm in a sling.

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if you do negotiate a 'longtime' service with your bg, you generally should not expect them to also provide a maid service... if they do offer to iron your shirts & scrub your gussets then all well & good...

usually, if you want this then you should request it well in advance and negotiate a total fee. some will be willing, some won't... in many cases they are more likely to agree to anal sex than doing your laundry :o

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in many cases they are more likely to agree to anal sex than doing your laundry

I get the distinct impression that your only experiences with anal sex have been on the receiving end.

:D:D:D:D

That's what you get for hanging around with katoeys... :o

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Lifted from a good mates website:

Go-Go Bar Punters

There are in fact seven kinds of go-go bar punter. Firstly, there is the English teacher type who has been in Bangkok ‘naan laaw’ – a bloody long time. They are instantly recognizable by grubby white shirts, an unkempt mop of hair, and a glazed expression. They occupy the same barstool for hours on end, and if a girl sits with them – fine, and if a girl doesn’t sit with them – fine also.

They know most of the dancers by name in their own regular bar, and the girls will chat politely with them, but your hard-core go-go filly knows that this man does not buy lady drinks. The English teacher also knows which bar is having a free pig roast or anywhere where he can get a free scoff. In the extremely unlikely event of this man wanting to meet with one of the dancers, it’ll be a case of ‘meet me after work’ or ‘outside the petrol station on Soi Nana’. The expression bar fine is simply two dirty words. The teacher type is generally bored by the whole go-go scene, but lacks the energy or enthusiasm to seek out an alternative form of entertainment.

Next comes the wedged-up expat and for those not familiar with English slang, wedged up means ‘holding folding’ – earning a nice salary with a nice big international company. His shirts are generally whiter than those of the English teacher and his shoes are certainly made from part of an animal. This guy is a serious spender, and always has two or three dollies around him sipping idly on Bacardi Breezers. He very rarely takes a girl from the bar on account of having one camped out in his high rise-condo already. The last thing this guy does before making his weary way home is to check for lipstick stains on his collar. He’s been down that road before and it can be a painful lesson. He can probably show you the bruises if you ask nicely.

Third on the list comes what I call the serious punter who plans his evening like a military campaign. You can see him stretched out on the comfy sofas of many a go-go establishment, but come the 9pm shows, and time to blow out the candles on the birthday cake, he’s in the front row examining the merchandise. This guy drinks his beer sparingly and probably doesn’t smoke. The two hours he’ll spend in a bar are mere distraction because his prime objective is to get a girl back to his hotel room before 10pm and make a real night of it. He’s willing to pay bar-fines; he’s willing to pay what the girl asks – but he sure wants his money’s worth.

My own personal favorite is the Village idiot. So called, because he specializes in making bargirls laugh with his overgrown schoolboy antics. In fact as soon as his often ample frame appears in the doorway, there are usually whoops of delight from all the dancers.

Depending on the village idiot’s beer intake, he’s the guy who knows every single dance step of the Macarena, frequently does the ‘ramwong’ (north eastern Thai dance) in the smaller Soi Cowboy joints, and generally acts like a <deleted>. Further encouragement comes from the girls’ non-stop laughter, but I’ve never worked out whether it’s in enjoyment or sympathy. Needless to say, this man is a serious lady drink buyer.

Next in line is very much the saddest punter of all - The down-at-heel Joe. He has somehow found himself stranded in Thailand and miraculously survives from day to day with very little money in his pocket. Unable to hold down even a teaching job, he sits on his barstool with cheap clothes and a world-weary expression. The girls will talk to him for sure – they know his sob stories and they may lend a sympathetic ear, but as soon as a better prospect walks through the door, he’s left alone with just the bar-bill.

The Two week tourist is an interesting kettle of fish. He’s here for the full go-go bar experience. This guy is in the front seat for the midnight shower show, and come the end of the evening, he can’t make up his mind which girl to take….so he takes two. This guy can always be identified by his fake Benetton drawstring pants with the side-pockets (Benetton would actually never put their name to such a hideous garment), his Koh Samui T-shirt, and his Nike sandals. In short – dressed from head to toe in sidewalk <deleted>. Oh, and he always sips his drink from one of those polystyrene beer-coolers (which to me defies the object of drinking from a bottle)

Finally, The Handsome man. The gorgeous guy in his late 20’s with piercing blue eyes, razor sharp hair, and dressed to kill.

When this guy walks in a bar, the level of attention that you’ve been enjoying positively plummets. The girls are all over him like a cheap aftershave and hang on his every word as he proceeds to converse in the most appalling Thai imaginable…and 20 notches too loud. As all the girls clap their hands in unison and scream “phut Thai keng” (you speak Thai well), and shower him with misguided adoration, you sit there fuming and contemplate which bar you’ll go to next.

this was so funny to read but sounds on point.

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If you're a farang you'll never meet the quality kinda girls I meet thank you very much.

:D Pat in a previous thread you said your Mother was Thai and your Father was Farang (i got the farang cock) i think you were talking about.

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you said it not me mate :o

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If you're a farang you'll never meet the quality kinda girls I meet thank you very much.

:D Pat in a previous thread you said your Mother was Thai and your Father was Farang (i got the farang cock) i think you were talking about.

<removed offending remark/Wolfie>

you said it not me mate :o

:D:D:D

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<removed offending remark/Wolfie>

you said it not me mate :o

Didn't Thai women work as journalists in the 1960s? My mum sure did...she took a lot of stick for that in those days. Thats what eventually killed her. She died 19 years ago.

No more on this subject please, show some respect.

Are the only Thai women you think of prostitutes? That says a lot about you.

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