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My pesonal experience of these so called 'bikers' from Norway, Denmark etc are that they are total numbnuts...most have never ridden a bike in their home country and are largely pensioned off sailors or the like...they come here, the girls make them feel special then they get a few tattoos and a bike and think they are a gansta.....pussies the lot of them

Please tell the " Pussies" what they are and you'll know how they'll treat you. I would never call a member of an MC a Pussy.......

looks pretty much like you'd love to have a bigger bike than a Moped, or is it the size of a body part???/.giggle.gif

Already done it to 2 from Phuket..went away with the tails between their legs...also Norweian idiot from Pattaya....he was limping for a few weeks..and I aint a keyboard warrior either..just dont like the attitude of these fattie baldies that think they are something they aint.

well it seems you are a legend in your own lunchtime, taking on fattie bald bikers, tell me, where they riding trikes or carrying dissabled stickers? you really seem to have an issue with your insecurities, is that why your were trying to prove something, anyway, this is like hollywood on here, you can be a bigoted jerk if it pleases you.

"never believe anything you hear and only half of what you see" JW

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Bandidos MC has been established in thailand little more than 10 Years ago.

We are in a good relationship with all the local clubs incl. the hells angels.

and like all the other clubs we have a non violence policy.

who ever wants to " keep a close eye on us" is very welcome to do so.

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After I was discharged from the Army in 1973, I went back to San Antonio, TX. I met several people that were Bandidos, including one that I will just call Mike.

Mike's Harley had broken down midway between Houston and San Antonio, TX. I helped put his bike into a van and took him to his house. By the time I left him and his bike Mike was telling me I was his friend and if any biker messed with me, I was to tell them that "Mike the ......." friend.

I went into a Bandido bar looking for Mike and was confronted by a guy that was about 6 foot 6 inches tall, about 200 pounds, and lots of fighting scars on his face and neck. This big guy started pushing me around and wanting to know why I was in his bar. Very quickly another Bandido walked up to the big guy, grabbed him by the arm and told him that I was Mike's friend.

The big guy looked at me, looked back and forth between the guy that had him by the arm, sort of squeaked out "Mike says this guy is his friend?" and the other guy said yes, I was in the bar in "Cut and Shoot" when Mike and this guy came in. Mike told everyone in the bar that this guy is my friend, you mess with him and you mess with me!

The big guy said "oh f..k" then turns to me and apologies to me, says he didn't know that I was Mike's friend and could he buy me a beer? I drank the beer and left when Mike didn't show up when he said he would. No one would tell me what it was that Mike did in the gang, I could tell he scared the s..t out of some of them!

There was another Bandido down the street from my dad's house in San Antonio, TX who was known as "Mike the Magician". He trained pit bulls for dog fights. I saw blood on the back side of his house one day and asked him what died? He told me that every once in a while he would throw the dog a cat so he wouldn't forget what blood tasted like if he wasn't in a fight for a while.

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Which part are you disputing?

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well ,if you give life sentence in a thai prison to anyone wearing the jacket ,they would just stop wearing them and become even harder to catch

at least its easy to keep track of these idiots when they brand themselves in tattoos and jackets and roam around on harleys

anyway ,i have a pick up truck with big wheels ,if they get in my way ,they wont last long biggrin.png

Please do not insult other peoples' intelligence. Guess also some TV members are bikers. I'm one of them, so please think before writing BS.....coffee1.gif

I am a biker too as are a lot of other people I know, all of them law abiding.

Some ride bikes as small as a Honda CBR 150 and others ride over 1,000cc superbikes.

Oddly enough there is a Bandidos clubhouse in Khampaeng Phet province.

And they don't try to hide it in some obscure alleyway. It is right on the main highway, right after the first traffic lights intersection to KPP

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In Chiang Mai we have the "Biker Bones

After I was discharged from the Army in 1973, I went back to San Antonio, TX. I met several people that were Bandidos, including one that I will just call Mike.

Mike's Harley had broken down midway between Houston and San Antonio, TX. I helped put his bike into a van and took him to his house. By the time I left him and his bike Mike was telling me I was his friend and if any biker messed with me, I was to tell them that I was "Mike the ......." friend.

I went into a Bandido bar looking for Mike and was confronted by a guy that was about 6 foot 6 inches tall, about 200 pounds, and lots of fighting scars on his face and neck. This big guy started pushing me around and wanting to know why I was in his bar. Very quickly another Bandido walked up to the big guy, grabbed him by the arm and told him that I was Mike's friend.

The big guy looked looked back and forth between me and the guy that had him by the arm, sort of squeaked out "Mike says this guy is his friend?" and the other guy said yes, I was in the bar in "Cut and Shoot" when Mike and this guy came in. Mike told everyone in the bar that this guy is my friend, you mess with him and you mess with me!

The big guy said "oh f..k" then turns to me and apologies to me, says he didn't know that I was Mike's friend and could he buy me a beer? I drank the beer and left when Mike didn't show up when he said he would. No one would tell me what it was that Mike did in the gang, I could tell he scared the s..t out of some of them!

There was another Bandido down the street from my dad's house in San Antonio, TX who was known as "Mike the Magician". He trained pit bulls for dog fights. I saw blood on the back side of his house one day and asked him what died? He told me that every once in a while he would throw the dog a cat so he wouldn't forget what blood tasted like if he wasn't in a fight for a while.

Always handy to have friends. But how did you like the level up the brains of some of these barboys?

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Its only taken 12 years for the MC clubs to be noticed!!! in Thailand..Outlaws had a UK affiliate Chapter in Thailand, Bandidos on Samui and club house in Pattaya, HH have twice tried to open chapters in Thailand affiliated to Germany Bones and Primium

This is OLD News last clamp down was in 2006..that resulted in Outlaws and HH closing down in BKK (it was in connection to the Bandido Samui land Investment investigations)

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hi all, my first post i know on a versatile topic, but any way when the six nations rugby was on a few of us were drinking in taffys bar in nemplabwan and a gang of bikers went past and the noise made me look and they all had hell`s angels on the back of their jackets, i was very suprised as a friend of mine who is in the mad dogs touched on this a while ago, that they were trying to get a foothold in pattaya, have not had chance to discuss this with him as he works offshore, but it did quite shock me, i know the, jesters,bandidos,mad dogs all wear same type of gear but was definetly hell`s angel jackets, thx paulyd

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Thailand and Pattaya? When did Pataya succeed?

secede?

Now don't be a "language fascists", to borrow a phrase from nicknostitz.

"I actually used the term "language fascists" when i had a chat with Pravit over these ridiculous attacks regarding Yingluck's English."

http://www.thaivisa....p/#entry5162713

In this particular case to avoid confusion the assistance should be appreciated.
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well ,if you give life sentence in a thai prison to anyone wearing the jacket ,they would just stop wearing them and become even harder to catch

at least its easy to keep track of these idiots when they brand themselves in tattoos and jackets and roam around on harleys

anyway ,i have a pick up truck with big wheels ,if they get in my way ,they wont last long biggrin.png

What? A life sentence to someone wearing a jacket? One what grounds? Don't know how they'd pull that one off really

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My pesonal experience of these so called 'bikers' from Norway, Denmark etc are that they are total numbnuts...most have never ridden a bike in their home country and are largely pensioned off sailors or the like...they come here, the girls make them feel special then they get a few tattoos and a bike and think they are a gansta.....pussies the lot of them

They are Quislings. ermm.gif

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After I was discharged from the Army in 1973, I went back to San Antonio, TX. I met several people that were Bandidos, including one that I will just call Mike.

Mike's Harley had broken down midway between Houston and San Antonio, TX. I helped put his bike into a van and took him to his house. By the time I left him and his bike Mike was telling me I was his friend and if any biker messed with me, I was to tell them that I was "Mike the ......." friend.

I went into a Bandido bar looking for Mike and was confronted by a guy that was about 6 foot 6 inches tall, about 200 pounds, and lots of fighting scars on his face and neck. This big guy started pushing me around and wanting to know why I was in his bar. Very quickly another Bandido walked up to the big guy, grabbed him by the arm and told him that I was Mike's friend.

The big guy looked looked back and forth between me and the guy that had him by the arm, sort of squeaked out "Mike says this guy is his friend?" and the other guy said yes, I was in the bar in "Cut and Shoot" when Mike and this guy came in. Mike told everyone in the bar that this guy is my friend, you mess with him and you mess with me!

The big guy said "oh f..k" then turns to me and apologies to me, says he didn't know that I was Mike's friend and could he buy me a beer? I drank the beer and left when Mike didn't show up when he said he would. No one would tell me what it was that Mike did in the gang, I could tell he scared the s..t out of some of them!

There was another Bandido down the street from my dad's house in San Antonio, TX who was known as "Mike the Magician". He trained pit bulls for dog fights. I saw blood on the back side of his house one day and asked him what died? He told me that every once in a while he would throw the dog a cat so he wouldn't forget what blood tasted like if he wasn't in a fight for a while.

'Mike' the head honcho. laugh.png

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In Chiang Mai we have the "Biker Bones

After I was discharged from the Army in 1973, I went back to San Antonio, TX. I met several people that were Bandidos, including one that I will just call Mike.

Mike's Harley had broken down midway between Houston and San Antonio, TX. I helped put his bike into a van and took him to his house. By the time I left him and his bike Mike was telling me I was his friend and if any biker messed with me, I was to tell them that I was "Mike the ......." friend.

I went into a Bandido bar looking for Mike and was confronted by a guy that was about 6 foot 6 inches tall, about 200 pounds, and lots of fighting scars on his face and neck. This big guy started pushing me around and wanting to know why I was in his bar. Very quickly another Bandido walked up to the big guy, grabbed him by the arm and told him that I was Mike's friend.

The big guy looked looked back and forth between me and the guy that had him by the arm, sort of squeaked out "Mike says this guy is his friend?" and the other guy said yes, I was in the bar in "Cut and Shoot" when Mike and this guy came in. Mike told everyone in the bar that this guy is my friend, you mess with him and you mess with me!

The big guy said "oh f..k" then turns to me and apologies to me, says he didn't know that I was Mike's friend and could he buy me a beer? I drank the beer and left when Mike didn't show up when he said he would. No one would tell me what it was that Mike did in the gang, I could tell he scared the s..t out of some of them!

There was another Bandido down the street from my dad's house in San Antonio, TX who was known as "Mike the Magician". He trained pit bulls for dog fights. I saw blood on the back side of his house one day and asked him what died? He told me that every once in a while he would throw the dog a cat so he wouldn't forget what blood tasted like if he wasn't in a fight for a while.

Always handy to have friends. But how did you like the level up the brains of some of these barboys?

When you write "these barboys", I assume you are asking about the level of intelligence of the Bandidos I knew, so I will answer in that vein.

Mike the Magician was a pretty smart guy. That was evident from the conversations that we had. The others that I knew were pretty much like average people as far as I could tell. I also worked with one Bandido on a carpenters job. He also seemed like a lot of the people I knew, neither an Einstein or a dunce, just average. He was on parole from prison and did not want to go back, which is why he was working as a carpenter!

None of the Bandidos that I knew seemed to be stupid people. Some of them had to be smart enough to run a business. There were a lot of business' in San Antonio and the surrounding area that were owned and run by Bandidos. I would not be surprised if the business' were used as a front to launder money though!

At that time of my life, I was drifting from one group of people to another. So I eventually moved on and left the Bandidos behind. I did not ride motorcycles, did not wear their Colors, and really did not fit in with them or their lifestyle.

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After I was discharged from the Army in 1973, I went back to San Antonio, TX. I met several people that were Bandidos, including one that I will just call Mike.

Mike's Harley had broken down midway between Houston and San Antonio, TX. I helped put his bike into a van and took him to his house. By the time I left him and his bike Mike was telling me I was his friend and if any biker messed with me, I was to tell them that I was "Mike the ......." friend.

I went into a Bandido bar looking for Mike and was confronted by a guy that was about 6 foot 6 inches tall, about 200 pounds, and lots of fighting scars on his face and neck. This big guy started pushing me around and wanting to know why I was in his bar. Very quickly another Bandido walked up to the big guy, grabbed him by the arm and told him that I was Mike's friend.

The big guy looked looked back and forth between me and the guy that had him by the arm, sort of squeaked out "Mike says this guy is his friend?" and the other guy said yes, I was in the bar in "Cut and Shoot" when Mike and this guy came in. Mike told everyone in the bar that this guy is my friend, you mess with him and you mess with me!

The big guy said "oh f..k" then turns to me and apologies to me, says he didn't know that I was Mike's friend and could he buy me a beer? I drank the beer and left when Mike didn't show up when he said he would. No one would tell me what it was that Mike did in the gang, I could tell he scared the s..t out of some of them!

There was another Bandido down the street from my dad's house in San Antonio, TX who was known as "Mike the Magician". He trained pit bulls for dog fights. I saw blood on the back side of his house one day and asked him what died? He told me that every once in a while he would throw the dog a cat so he wouldn't forget what blood tasted like if he wasn't in a fight for a while.

'Mike' the head honcho. laugh.png

Hmmmmmmm??? That could be a double entandre (sp?) there! whistling.gif

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It would be interesting to know how many soi beer bar hookers in Pattaya and Hua Hin end up in Europe every year. Ive heard the number of visa applications at the British embassy is as high as 6000 per month ! What is certain is that Thai and Filipino hookers are the most sought after in western brothels and escort agencies. Theyre hot property. Marry one in Pattaya get a visa and hand her over to a sugar daddy on arrival at Heathrow or Amsterdam. I wonder how much farangs get paid to do this scam with their embassy.....150,000 b ??

There used to be Brits making a living out of exporting Pattaya bar hookers to Japan 10 years ago.

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Pattaya is not representative of Thailand, unfortunately it is the only place many foreigners visit, or a reason in itself to come here. Thirty five years ago is was one of the nicest places in Thailand, now it is a place to avoid, but whatever turns your crank.

I'm sure that more than 50% of the Thais living in Pattaya come from another part of Thailand, whether it be bar girls or business owners.

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My pesonal experience of these so called 'bikers' from Norway, Denmark etc are that they are total numbnuts...most have never ridden a bike in their home country and are largely pensioned off sailors or the like...they come here, the girls make them feel special then they get a few tattoos and a bike and think they are a gansta.....pussies the lot of them

Please tell the " Pussies" what they are and you'll know how they'll treat you. I would never call a member of an MC a Pussy.......

looks pretty much like you'd love to have a bigger bike than a Moped, or is it the size of a body part???/.giggle.gif

Your personal experience pattayaphom? cheesy.gif

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On a serious note...

Many of us, have moved here to Thailand, partially, because here, we can enjoy a little more freedom, than back in our Countries of origin. Take Canada for example....

They brought in helmet laws, because some people got hurt (riders, not innocent bystanders), seat belt laws, for the same reason, all kinds of safety crap for lawn mowers, etc., because some people were too stupid to operate them properly, 0% alcohol rules, for people under 22, in a few Provinces, 0.5% alcohol rules in other Provinces.

It all turns out to be a big money grab and an artifical way to stimulate the economy, by forcing people to comply with all these new laws.

Often the following excuse is used "If you don't wear/use ...., the tax payer will be paying for your medical expenses". Sounds right, when you first hear it, but then, following through on that thought.... My taxes are paying for your daughter's/grand daughters abortion. My taxes pay for the tax breaks churches are getting on not having to pay property taxes, but they still get to mess with politics. My taxes match charitable donations dollar for dollar, even though I might not agree with some of the charities, the money goes to. The list goes on and on....

So why the hell should they be able to use cost as an excuse, to limit peoples personal freedoms?

More people get hurt, in the Prairies and Eastern Canada, walking as pedestrians, every winter, with head injuries, slipping on snow and ice, than bikers do, having accidents on their motorcycles, not wearing helmets....so with the original thought of those supporting things like helmet laws, we would see most people in Canada, walking around with helmets in the winter (not just hockey players ;-))

I don't know the full story about the Bike Wars in Eastern Canada, but I do remember one child getting killed, as a result of cross fire, which is sad. At the same time, there are children and adults getting killed, by all kinds of causes, every day. Situations, like the one in Quebec, are very rare. Most of the fighting among clubs is internal. Nobody wants to hurt anyone on the outside, especially 1% Clubs, who do their best, to have a good public image. (through Charity rides, being model citizens and parents in their own communities, etc.)

One innocent child getting killed, was enough for the Government to drastically change laws and go on a hunt for bikers. How would you like it, if you accidentally killed somebody and as a result, the Government would come after all of your family and friends, trying to put them in jail and the media, painting you all as monsters and undesirables?

I've seen corruption on many levels, including the Canadian RCMP. I have also seen RCMP officers, drive home drunk as a skunk, coming from the Royal Tower Lounge, in New Westminster, BC, with no worries about one of their fellow officers pulling them over, for drinking and driving. If a child was killed by one of them, one night, we may probably not even hear about it.

This attack on bikers is mean spirited and unbalanced. Especially in Thailand, where most clubs do a lot of good, doing charity, helping their communities, etc.

Granted, I don't live in Pattaya (and don't want to), so I don't know, what "Bikers" are like down there. Up here, in the North, everyone is friendly with each other and greet each other with a polite wai, when they meet. I've been to many bike functions up here, including many "Northern Bike Weeks" and have yet to see a fight.

That biker, you are so quick to judge, might be the one, who will be the only one to stop on the side of the road, when you have a breakdown with your car, in the middle of nowhere (where others are scared shitless and just keep going).

He may be the one, who donates your kidney, after you drank it away, or he could be the one, stopping your daughter from being gang raped by some local thugs.

All I ask is, that you refrain from making judgements, until you have had a personal experience. Don't be like the rest of the "sheep".

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On a serious note...

Many of us, have moved here to Thailand, partially, because here, we can enjoy a little more freedom, than back in our Countries of origin. Take Canada for example....

They brought in helmet laws, because some people got hurt (riders, not innocent bystanders), seat belt laws, for the same reason, all kinds of safety crap for lawn mowers, etc., because some people were too stupid to operate them properly, 0% alcohol rules, for people under 22, in a few Provinces, 0.5% alcohol rules in other Provinces.

It all turns out to be a big money grab and an artifical way to stimulate the economy, by forcing people to comply with all these new laws.

Often the following excuse is used "If you don't wear/use ...., the tax payer will be paying for your medical expenses". Sounds right, when you first hear it, but then, following through on that thought.... My taxes are paying for your daughter's/grand daughters abortion. My taxes pay for the tax breaks churches are getting on not having to pay property taxes, but they still get to mess with politics. My taxes match charitable donations dollar for dollar, even though I might not agree with some of the charities, the money goes to. The list goes on and on....

So why the hell should they be able to use cost as an excuse, to limit peoples personal freedoms?

More people get hurt, in the Prairies and Eastern Canada, walking as pedestrians, every winter, with head injuries, slipping on snow and ice, than bikers do, having accidents on their motorcycles, not wearing helmets....so with the original thought of those supporting things like helmet laws, we would see most people in Canada, walking around with helmets in the winter (not just hockey players ;-))

I don't know the full story about the Bike Wars in Eastern Canada, but I do remember one child getting killed, as a result of cross fire, which is sad. At the same time, there are children and adults getting killed, by all kinds of causes, every day. Situations, like the one in Quebec, are very rare. Most of the fighting among clubs is internal. Nobody wants to hurt anyone on the outside, especially 1% Clubs, who do their best, to have a good public image. (through Charity rides, being model citizens and parents in their own communities, etc.)

One innocent child getting killed, was enough for the Government to drastically change laws and go on a hunt for bikers. How would you like it, if you accidentally killed somebody and as a result, the Government would come after all of your family and friends, trying to put them in jail and the media, painting you all as monsters and undesirables?

I've seen corruption on many levels, including the Canadian RCMP. I have also seen RCMP officers, drive home drunk as a skunk, coming from the Royal Tower Lounge, in New Westminster, BC, with no worries about one of their fellow officers pulling them over, for drinking and driving. If a child was killed by one of them, one night, we may probably not even hear about it.

This attack on bikers is mean spirited and unbalanced. Especially in Thailand, where most clubs do a lot of good, doing charity, helping their communities, etc.

Granted, I don't live in Pattaya (and don't want to), so I don't know, what "Bikers" are like down there. Up here, in the North, everyone is friendly with each other and greet each other with a polite wai, when they meet. I've been to many bike functions up here, including many "Northern Bike Weeks" and have yet to see a fight.

That biker, you are so quick to judge, might be the one, who will be the only one to stop on the side of the road, when you have a breakdown with your car, in the middle of nowhere (where others are scared shitless and just keep going).

He may be the one, who donates your kidney, after you drank it away, or he could be the one, stopping your daughter from being gang raped by some local thugs.

All I ask is, that you refrain from making judgements, until you have had a personal experience. Don't be like the rest of the "sheep".

My friend on his Harley, in UK, was shot dead on a motorway, by a H.A. for doing nothing. sad.png

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