January 16, 200917 yr A thought I should share this story that a friend told me. He took a taxi in BKK and asked to be driven to the Finnish embassy. So they start going along Sukhumvit and after a long time the driver stops and says. Driver:- Finnish embassy here. Friend:- This not Finnish embassy. Driver:- Finnish embassy here. Friend:- not here. Driver:- We drive long time, embassy, embassy, embassy, embassy, now Finnish embassy.
January 16, 200917 yr Just yesterday I went to Burger King for a bite to eat. At the counter my wife orders my usual for me: Bacon double cheese burger and onion rings. "Not hab", came the reply. When my wife questioned it, the girl at the counter stated that Bacon double cheese burgers are not on the menu, to which my wife argued that I order one every time that I go into the branch. After a short while, the girl insisted that there where no Bacon double cheeseburgers on the menu, although she could give us a Double cheeseburger with Bacon. My wife got a giggle, I got my burger and the girl at the counter got the satisfaction of a small victory after having what she thought was a good idea.
January 23, 200917 yr The first time I went to Phuket, my mate said his 'lady friend' suggested we go and see the wild waterpoon. I asked her about it and she said, 'I take you see waterpoon'. After driving for quarter of an hour or so, we arrived on the banks of the reservoir (little more than a dam) and were looking around for this marvellous beast for fully five minutes before the light of realisation flickered on...
January 23, 200917 yr En-route to a friends house that is about 30 minutes away from ours, I suggested to my darling wife that we telephone the local Pizza place here to order pizzas ready to go when we get there rather than waiting +20 minutes. She was stunned, saying that she didn't know the number to call; "..the same number as you ring for our local pizza place, 1112.." Her reply,"..don't be silly - they won't know were we are going.."
January 24, 200917 yr A couple of gems from the wife: Driving around up country she wanted to stop at a roadside nursery to buy a plant. "What do you want to buy" I asked. She replied "fan japanese". I'd never heard of such a plant, but as soon as we passed a place selling frangipani trees she yelled "stop stop." Another was when she wanted to get some photos printed. "Where" I asked. At a shop near the Factory Monument. Both shall be known thus from now on.
January 24, 200917 yr Speaking of pizzas: Q. What is worse than waiting half an hour for them to find the ingredients and make the thing for you while you slowly die of starvation? A. When your lady picks it up and promptly carries it vertically!
January 25, 200917 yr Speaking of pizzas:Q. What is worse than waiting half an hour for them to find the ingredients and make the thing for you while you slowly die of starvation? A. When your lady picks it up and promptly carries it vertically!
January 25, 200917 yr I've been on the back of a bike with my arms around the driver holding the pizza, with him shouting at me to keep the dam_n thing horizontal. We got to our destination and the mozzarella had slipped "a bit".... So i just shoveled it back into place.. Looked like it had already been chewed - but tasted good.
January 26, 200917 yr ^After a few sherbs, it's amazing how off-putting a hastily reassembled pizza can look...
January 26, 200917 yr ^After a few sherbs, it's amazing how off-putting a hastily reassembled pizza can look... Eat in the bath with the lights off - tastes fine.
January 26, 200917 yr On much the same topic -- Many years ago Warren Street, just South of Euston Road in London, was the heart of the wholesale used car market. Maybe it still is, I haven't been there for more than thirty yerars, Anyway, I was visiting one or two dealers there with a couple of friends and it was getting towards evening, Tom, one of the friends, wanted to get home to his missus, but we had other ideas. Tom was fairly insistant on going home, to the ectent that he bought an Indian take-away for the family. We all helped him buy it, together with a few beers while we were waiting. After the third or fourth jar in the Indian, Tom was more amenable to a quick beer in the local on Goodge Street, then we all went on to one or two other places of liquid refreshment, ending up at Eve's - a nightclub, around midnight. Tom was still carrying this Indian take-out, while the rest of us were looking for our own take-outs from Eve's. Tom checked the take-away into the cloak-room, we had an hour or two in the club, then I drove him back to Northwood about three in the morning. His wife was waiting for him and he got out of the car a little bit the worse for wear, but still clutching the oily, reeking, cold paper bag full of Indian take-awy. Went up to the front door, wife opened it - he offered the take-away, which promptly broke and deposited cold curry all over the hall. He wasn't allowed out with us again for about six months.
January 26, 200917 yr Gawd, imagine being confronted by a messy pile of cold curry whilst pished. A wonder that Tom didn't add to it!
January 27, 200917 yr What is a "wild waterpoon?" Wife used to called it the Victoria Monument and I used to wonder why they have a monument to queen Victoria in Thailand.
January 27, 200917 yr Didn't eat some on the way home ? No - it was to be shared with the family. By the way, this guy dealt in second-hand Rollers and Bentleys, not your avaerage car dealer.
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