Why Do Some Men Visit Bangkok?

"One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble as there is not much between despair and ecstasy whereas one night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble so you can't be too careful with your company because I can feel the devil walking next to me", he said tactically.

Why is that some shy young guy from the sticks, say a Philadelphia backwater full of 18th century throwbacks in horse-drawn buggies with stiff black coats, why is that when he travels with E@L to Bangkok for his first time, he sees something, something out of the corner of eye, something that gets him thinking, gets him excited, gets him ready to take on new things.

What was it he he saw? What subliminal message made him want to go out to these seedy bars and clubs?


What WAS he after? Something he had never had before, here in this city he had never visited in all his 28 years? Was there something here specially for him tonight?


E@L wonders...


Posted by: expat@large on Jan 30, 08 | 10:41 pm | Profile


Mmmm.... When you stoop to quotes from "Chess"??????????

Posted by: Pete3859 on Jan 31, 08 | 2:43 pm

Was I quoting from "Chess"? Amazinf how the mind works... Well, I am reading the Bobby Fischer book again.

Trying to finish it this time, but the room lighting is wrong, the chair is not comfortable, people are looking at me, the cameras are too noisy, plus the appearance fee is terrible!

Posted by: expat@large on Jan 31, 08 | 3:53 pm

Look I said go home yankie bastard you touch my sister I cut you ball off. You bad feet a judgement from Kuan Yim! see how you live, you have fweend go to bang cock you have girl live like king. Bastard. I help you die on toilet takin a shit, full of barbiturates, FBI cover up afterward! Triple unlucky bastard I tattoo dog turd name on you arm while you sleep!

Awfully sorry that was frightfully rude.

I do not wish to presume something as grand as friendship but I have to agree with Pete, quotations from 'Chess'? blimey

finally I'm a comment whore with no blog. have fun!

Posted by: Milos Sadik on Feb 01, 08 | 12:01 am

Finally = Again?

Posted by: expat@large on Feb 01, 08 | 12:01 pm

oh shed king of beasts,
how your soar and swoop
what fearful symmetry....

Posted by: Milos Sadik on Feb 01, 08 | 1:01 pm

I made the hotel sign connection immediately. Is this where I claim my Bangkok Familiarity Award?

Posted by: Dick on Feb 01, 08 | 9:50 pm

Dick: Sure, The Red Scrotum Award awaits you in the Asoke Suites, second floor, just behind Soi Cowboy, ask for Nok. Condoms 20 Bht extra.

Failing that, see you at Thermae around 3am. Or Lumpini Park anytime after dark.

Posted by: expat@large on Feb 02, 08 | 12:11 am

Milos: A pome for you, and your shed...

I call it...


Uh, uh, uh, oooooooooooooh shed, my shed, my sheddy shed...
When my life's shedule has been read,
I shall have fled, you'll find me dead,
My second best bed is in you, oh shed.

I'll shed my clothes, great tears I'll shed
I'll go on weeping till I am... finishéd.
I am hungry for my shed,
I am unfed, instead, I am famishéd,

For a loaf of bread, a book of sheds, (unread),
That glass of wine goes to my head,
And thou...
... My sheddy, inbreddy, ever-ready,
Steady-eddie, baldy-heady, cuddly-teddy, belovéd...


Oh sheddy, sheddy, sheddy shed
You are my Paradise untarnishéd.
I am become a lonely man, unwed,
Hiding from love (and life) within my one and only...


Either that or I'll live on a boat.


The End.

Apologies to that Aussie comedian who used to do those anguished poems on TV, what the fuck was his name? Nat, you remember, tell us!

Posted by: expat@large on Feb 02, 08 | 12:45 am


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