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March 23 2007

Don't call me Papa: Thailand's losers in love

not love you long time

Dropping your false teeth onto the pool table is an unorthodox seduction technique but I recently saw it used by an elderly gentleman in a Soi 4 beer bar. Predictably, it misfired almost as badly as the girl's next shot.

As for bad chat-up lines, my personal favourite is "don't be scared girlie girl." These five little words are sure to make her blood run cold. Eliciting a "fight or flight" response from the object of your affection always gets you noticed and Keith "I am not a paedophile" Summers probably uses it all the time.

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Lake Palmer is, of course, the undisputed king of the first-date Kamikazes. Here, he spectacularly fails to keep the conversation light:

I've been married twice, right, broken heart. Ladies go off with other men. When the cat's away, the mice will play. I don't want it to happen again ... I feel like a flower without any water. It withers and dies. I don't want to die without love, you know? ... I don't think we have any problems than can't be solved. We work together. We solve all problems, yeah?

In fairness, Lake Palmer is far from unique. It's amazing how often you overhear similar one-sided conversations in the bars and restaurants of Sukhumvit Road. You have to question the judgement of those men who can't think of anything better to do with a sexy Thai prostitute.

And then there's the cringe-making cry-baby thing.

We all know that, if you've got nothing to say, then it's best to say nothing at all but some guys can't help themselves - particularly when there's a conversational vacuum to fill.

In Foodland one morning, I ate breakfast beside a dismal old git who had pulled an absolute stunner. She was probably a Nana Plaza showgirl. A chum describes these mismatched couples as "pro-celebrity golf" - and it's not too difficult to work out which one is the pro. She'd probably quoted him three times the going rate but some masochists won't be deterred.

In response to her unsmiling wall of silent contempt, he started clutching at conversational straws.

To indicate his fondness for tomato ketchup, he picked up the bottle, licked his lips and patted his belly. "Mmmmmm," he enthused. Next, he pointed at the Tabasco Sauce and started panting like a dog and fanning his mouth with his hand.

I've never been a great fan of condiment-related mime and there were more than a dozen sauce bottles standing on the counter so I decided to skip the rest of his performance by asking for the bill.

Like most farangs, I'm dreading the day when the bargirls start calling me "Papa."

"Papa" is ostensibly a term of endearment for a nice fatherly old man but, in this context, what it really means is "Keep your hands to yourself you lecherous old coffin-dodger. Tonight, you sleep alone."

Last time I was in the Bamboo Bar, the arrival of an unremarkable middle-aged man was greeted with great excitement by the bargirls.

"Papa, Papa!" they all cried.

A dozen girls took drinks from "Papa" and they sat in a line down the bar - all with their backs to him. An outlay of 1,500 baht had bought the poor sod just thirty seconds of attention and he now looked like the loneliest man in the world.

dentures

It's often said that Thai girls are motivated purely by money but, clearly, there's more to it than that. Even amongst well-heeled farangs, "Can't Get Laid in Bangkok Syndrome" is remarkably common.

In Thailand, being too old, too small or too ugly doesn't prevent a regular guy from winning over the girl of his dreams but, even here, all bets are off if you're an incorrigible twat.

(Top image submitted by Common Sense)

[Posted to Relationships by David]

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Readers' comments

dingdongrb says:

Hey Pruie,

This postt is calling you out....

"incorrigible twat"

Dicer says:

This is what I said before in one example:

Papa and baby is a case of semiotic incest is it not?
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Like the geriatric who looks like Buffalo Bill with a trilby hat..... Just had his prostates removed and is waiting for some elbow surgery. It was not long ago that the prostate-less geezer was chased out of the house by a knife wielding little woman because he refused to buy her a Honda Jazz. "Baby did that to me," he first said months ago. And she called him "Papa."

December 25, 2006 9:10 PM
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Now Buffalo Bill is actually 75 years old. Even when we had lunch with a group of people they still called each other Papa and Baby and the rest of us exchanged looks. I mean c'mon, he's diddling this little 27 year old Lampang idiot and they enjoy calling each other Papa and Baby? I've even seen him feel her backside as he said "Oh Baby this" and she'd say "u ok Papa" It looked to me like he was figuratively catching up on dodgy fantasies in late life. Amazing.

As for the ugly old man has to pay more than the younger stud theory I disagree. The girls are always hell bent to outdo each other with whatever wierd man they can catch. I've seen psychiatric patients, amputees, doubly obese men, half the cast of the Angolan civil war and all sorts of characters walking arm in arm with super cute hookers. I'd say the central Thai hookers - the sort most likely to end up dead in the klong - more than the Issan tarts are determined to find the worst man possible. Of course if you asked them whether they like fat "uuwan tua yai yai" men they'd shriek, but you see them with all sorts.

"In Thailand, being too old, too small or too ugly doesn't prevent a regular guy from winning over the girl of his dreams but, even here, all bets are off if you're an incorrigible twat." - David

Sure. Age is not a huge factor. An acquaintance at a BKK university who was 60 and about to retire had a gorgeous 21 yo Chayapoum tart living with him on a 10,000 monthly rental deal. After 2 years she found an 83 year old man who was willing to pay 15,000 a month and upkeep. The geezer almost had a breakdown when he found out that she left him for someone 23 years older than him. He would absent mindedly walk around Sukhumvit or walk into Villa and stare at the baguette rack for long wondering why he did not offer her a pay increase and the Villa staff would untactfully ask him "faen pai nai?" As for the twats the law of averages is at work of course. By this I mean a large sample of twats in the market tends to skew the average closer to the almost incorrigible-twats unless of course the tarts are adept at twat analysis, which they are not. So most of the lesser breeds of twats end up getting some action. It's when it comes to a long time mia deal that they fail miserably.

"I get the distinct impression that the farang-occupied hotel rooms of Sukhumvit witness far more weeping than shagging." - David

Hilarious. This is in reference to the weeping Norwegian of course, but still the weeping is the crescendo of that one-sided conversation of the "I'll love you and cherish you" type. The likes of Lake Palmer are really crystallised forms of the old farang idiot stereotype. Him "oak haak" too maT. Him have naam jai. But him baa.

At one time - pre email and SMS days - there was this book called Hello My Honey or something with a collection of letters sent by the love sick farangs in europe to their hookers in BKK. One chap says, "I can't wait to get inside you and cry all night." So there is a new possibility: Weeping while shagging. Or those who talk like Lake Palmer during the act. And then there is Dana with his survival kit: screw driver and drill for the door knobs, pyrex plug for the girl, garden plants to play skipping macaques and kinky Walmart apparel for the ladyboy. A lecher's odyssey.

After all is said and done a geezer could no more work a rolypoly tart out of her retarded position on her own ground than he could outsmell a dog. And most of those who try are one-way leches.

Stick Kettle On says:

To be fair, I think you are way off the mark. Dentures guy and tabsco guy are not representative of older sanuk seeking guys in Bangkok, or inded LOS in general. The demographic you have identified largely consists of blokes my own age - mid 30's.

Usualy when i see an old guy with a bar girl i can count on the guy not letting the side down and acting like a pillock. Most, if not all cases, these old fellas carry themselves in a dignified manner and show respect.

Tabasco guy is shy. Nothing to do with age. He is simply shy, thats all.

Soi 4 beer bars are filled with young guys who are regularly making fucking idiots of themselves.

Dropping your dentures on the pool table at least sparks genuine amusment. Dropping your kegs and showing your hairy asre however just sparks disaproval and embarsiment, disguised as laughter.

Rock on old fellas - i am proud of you all for not only 'avin it' at an age when most guys are glued to alan titchmarsh, but also for showing a little dignity in places usualy frequented by loud mouthed dickheads.

Dana says:

"A lecher's odyssey."

More of the name calling and easy myth making from Mr. Dicer who fancies himself more of everything than everybody. But he forgets about the overlap of markets and morals. If Miss Young Thing is available for money and I have the money and the interest; why am I the one criminalized? It's a market Mr. Dicer and I am a buyer. Don't like the exchange? Then have a talk with the seller. Because Mr. Dicer it is a seller's market, not a buyer's market. It is true that I am a begger with money Mr. Dicer, but it is also true that like all beggers I have no power. It is a seller's market Mr. Dicer. Don't like the exchange? Talk to the seller.

I assign zero currency to Mr. Dicer's idea and description of me and I have zero sympathy for the girls. It is a seller's market. I choose to participate but I have no power. No power? No blame? Get off our backs Mr. Dicer.

And you might think about your behavior on a public forum. This namecalling is nothing but defamation pornography Mr. Dicer. You are making statements and making insinuations and spreading myths. Gentlemen do not do this in public. Anybody can read this thread; family, employers, fellow employees, etc.

You are a pornographer Mr. Dicer.

kwai mai sabai says:

Hello My Big Honey by Dave Walker is a classic. I met him one night at a booksigning by Stephen Leather when he was flogging Private Dancer. Both provide good insight into the bargirl mentality.

Prufrock says:

"That's what I like about this place" an older buddy of mine grinned to me while that greasy army boots Diesel-dyke on stage at the Carousel five years ago was in the process of pulling a barely living frog out of her leathery old 'nong sao'.

"There's someone for EVERYONE"
Ya don't have to fuck 'em ALL. And they ALL don't have to be attracted to you. If you're so horny that the veins on your dick are standing out like the ribs of a starved soi-dog, get it off at a BJ parlor first.

Gentleman, if you really want a response, get your bankbook balanced by the friendliest looking counter gal at the bank. Get yer refills for your pen at a good shop. Sapeak some Thai.

Ya jist hafta:
a) keep changing banks (shops)
b) sapeak some Thai
c) actually HAVE a bank account
d) have something IN that bank account
e) sa-meye
f) have a restaurant picked out BEFOREHAND
g)having a shopping area picked out BEFOREHAND
e)have an apartment not a gett-how

It is also somewhat helpful but NOT AT ALL essential if you've dated and sexed major pussy for most of your adult life.

And boys?
Please, by all means, feel free to flame away.
I'll be busy teaching that 27 year-old-office gal how to give head. (The one who's just entering her own personal stage of sexual experimentation - a delightful self actualization phase where she's decided that sex is really dirty "if its done properly" gets to try all that stuff she's seen on the internet)
That's right lads. Get out those Bics of yours and flick away ;-)

gonzo says:

One reason the girls like the older gentlemen is they not only pay more on average, but they cannot shag all night like a young buck. Simply put, it's an easier job to count the years in the bar then to count the hard minutes in the bed -- money for nothing as they would say.

surasak says:

oh david come on
being professor in watermelons...

get out of that bar-world / isaan / sukhumvit / patpong / low-class thai life ...

before you used to have interesting things. for farang and thai people as well but it seems you have sunk to a world of 'papa' 'tata young daddy' 'toilets' 'farang bargirl text msg' 'etc...'

there is much more out there. things that will even make u blush haha

we can all grab a chair and sit down at sukhumvit for few nights, perhaps you could buy some of my material then haha

William Mahanakorn says:

It's not just the old and infirm ("Singha me, Viagra me, recussitate me, then diaper me...but not necessarily in that order") who have problems with Thai women. Check out this poor, fresh-cheeked schlub: www.thaipeeps.blogspot.com.

Nick Stafford says:

I heard puf was talking to some chick and he started out with, "Hi, I'm a 3 time convicted sex offender." He always tried "you've probably seen my face on Dateline."

boss hog says:

Its pretyy obvious why a young thai girl would like an older man.They usually have alot more money, dont "Buddafai" so much and want less sex.Also if the girl gets lucky , they marry , he dies sooner, and she cleans up.
I agree with gonzo...
In my not unlimited experience,it never ceases to amaze me how many older men dont see it and actually think the girl genuinley loves him.
Do they think teenage Thai girls have posters of aged fat white blokes on their bedroom walls? Or young , lean, toned Thai guys? Do these guys really think they are the man of her dreams? get real! see it for what it is and enjoy the hell out of it!!!

Jeff Blosser says:

Being an old guy myself, it always amazes me that so many of you want a girlfriend or wife. Why? I work all week and look forward to my Fri. and Sat. night out. I like girls in their 20s. I like to take them to dinner or a movie or someplace before going to my room. I like sex with them. Generally I enjoy their company. I give them respect and believe in the old saying "love the one you are with." Because of this, I still have quite a few friendships lasting for years. But the bottom line is I'll be hanging out with girls in their 20s until I die. My time left on earth is limited and I intend to enjoy it as much as I can. Plus I think it's a lot cheaper paying for a night out with one girl than paying for her and her family for months. After all, variety is the spice of life.

JB

dtaa pet sii faa says:

You fellas kinda remind me of this version of an old saying, "Be careful what you criticize, you might become it!"

You young fellas sure oughta save what you're saying now. You probably'll need to read it in twenty years. You'll need a reminder about everything you forgot about the girls when you turned 40.

Dana's a punk. Gentlemen don't take advantage. He's full of bull, too. He does have a choice. He doesn't have to buy. The sharp girls figure out what kinda guy he is, that's why he gets what he gets.

Like Jeff B. says, respect 'em. They respond to it. Sometime it's phony? If it gives me a lift, does it matter?

Snookynic says:

David,

Interesting article.... I can't really relate to it since I am still in my early thirties.
Tell me one thing, are you so insecure about the size of your dick that you need to poke @ Keith Summers in half of your Articles?
Are you, him and Paul just giving us a "Prick waving" show? it gets very tiring... maybe all 3 of you should measure your dicks once and for all, post the results and go on with your lives.

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Hi Keith

I'm not interested in your cock and I certainly don't want to "poke" you.

Regards
David

Prufrock says:

dtaa pet sii faa: After that last squirple of insight from Dana: Thailand's over-laxatized, over Prozac-ed, over-Viagara-ed, farang sexy-chap at large I'm outing the punk here and now as Herschel Nausbaum, a former Boston real estate/condo salesman.
Last of the "stream of un-Consciousness School of rationalization, blather and self promotion.

The only thing that doesn't fit here is the "Boston" detail.

G'head Dana, blow off some sateam. All that's left for you (by the sound of your post) is the spending and the hitting.
Vhatdahmensch !

Andy says:

Ah, well.... When the prostate packs in, there is always the golf course...

Mutually exclusive. ;-)

Prufrock says:

Common? I'm reminded of a piece of code that stood us well in my youth.
Don't break two rules or laws at the same time. (I think there was a "fuck" in there somewhere just so we wouldn't sound fucking pompous, eh?
Up goes the risk and up goes the synergy. It's, if you'll excuse the expression , good common sense to break one law at a time. One fight at a time.

This truism currently applies to "death-wisher" Keith Sommers and his current shenanigans.

Maybe in the end he's just looking for it.

Common Sense says:

Prufrock,
You've finally seen the light about Keith. I sort of equate his actions with those who seek suicide-by-cop. He seems to be growing more intent on attacking at David now so it is becoming a question of who will kill the twat first; the emotionally crippled cunts of Stickman's site or the fiercely loyal whoremongers of MangoSauce. I for one wouldn't pass up the chance to soften up his chin a bit if I saw him around town.

Dicer says:

"More of the name calling and easy myth making from Mr. Dicer" - Dana

A lecher's odyssey should really be an accolade for Dana. I'm hearty in my approbation. It's all there in what Dana wrote for a long time.


"If Miss Young Thing is available for money and I have the money and the interest...Mr. Dicer it is a seller's market, not a buyer's market." - Dana

So then Danaian Tantrism is a mishmash of Alan Greenspan and Larry Flint.

"why am I the one criminalized?" - Dana

Holy Chipotle. Dana parrots this like it's a defence. Who said he is criminalised? Does he jump every time he reads on the papers about dodgy sex tourists? Does he feel that he has to be jumpy? Where did this neurosis of his come from? Hidden in there somewhere Dana sounds like he has a very Catholic attitude of guilt towards sex tourism: do now and pay later. A joke of course.

"It is true that I am a begger...like all beggers I have no power... I have no power" - Dana

On a previous post he said and I quote: Me Me Me Mr. Dicer which makes me one of the Alphas because I have not lost touch with the center and the core of what it means to exchange oxygen and carbon dioxide....to predate and to kill and to conquer and to rape her and to protect her.....mating and lusting and loving and parenting ....the best killers and rapists and predators.

CORRECTION

Danian Tantrism is a much more sinister combo of Alan Greenspan (as directed by Ayn Rand) and Larry Flint with the added zest of a Mad Max meets a Sade.

The curious thing is this: one minute he's Alpha, shedding all that blood and sweating like a rapist the next minute he's the meek and powerless financier who stalks his prey in the market. Sort of a double personality, or to put it kindly, a multi-tasker.

"I have zero sympathy for the girls." - Dana

He's intent on impressing that sinister picture on us.


"You might think about your behavior on a public forum. This namecalling is nothing but defamation pornography" - Dana

This is where I jump in and call you a contradictory sanctimonious crypto-Nazi cunt! There, wear that like a badge.


"Gentlemen do not do this in public. Anybody can read this thread; family, employers, fellow employees, etc....You are a pornographer Mr. Dicer." - Dana

This is the same Dana who could never stop about sucking and fucking and rear entry and doing it in the park or is it doing it in the dark? What was that they said in Geoffrey Bernard is Unwell? Yes poor Bernard put up an ad in the local London paper along the lines of: "an old alcoholic amputee needs a sympathy fuck." And he did get some calls. Maybe you should do the same. Apparently even in hell the devil sometimes gives everyone a dairy queen. Or else I'd have thought you'd be Amping-n-Pumping in Pattaya right now. So why the bitterness?


When you mention "pornographer" I remembered a film that may be a satire for your situation with an added spice. As we both know who depicts Thailand and Thais through a pornographic prism I think this film can be very instructive to Dana's faculty. In 1966 the great Japanese director Shohei Imamura made a film called The Pornographers, Introduction to Anthropology. In this film is a character who could be a Dana double with his gadgets and kits and whatever. The film is about a maker of low-budget porno films and part-time procurer named Ogata. Ogata lives with a widow and her two teenage children, a boy who crawls into his mother's bed for comfort and a girl for whom Ogata harbours not-so-hidden desires. Haru, the widow believes her dead husband's soul lives on in a carp she keeps in a fish tank beside her bed, training its unblinking eyes on her “sinful” liaison with Ogata. At film's end, Haru is dead, the makeshift family scattered. Crazed, impotent Ogata resolves to leave behind the treacherous world of women. He spends years building a life-like sex doll in Haru's image, and the last shot finds him drifting out to sea in his houseboat, oblivious to everything except the perfect union he'll soon consummate with his ideal woman. I think Dana you could be on that boat and you hope....somehow hope that the boat would dock at Chonburi. There are some truly funny moments in this film:

He even accepts commissions for blue films based on his customers storylines, and in one of the most disturbing (and funny) sequences we see him trying to make a pitiful film with a retarded girl who has to be given sweets to keep her going. He then says Dana's line: I have zero sympathy for the girls.

http://www.dga.org/news/v28_3/images/
dod_sept03/pornographers-full.html

Here the mangosaucer attitude to Dana's brazen pronouncement is a bemused tolerance, together with a certain rancour directed at those who try to exploit Dana's inconsistency. The longer we hear about the Dana 'ideals' the mood darkens and nowadays he's really veering closer to tragedy than farce. There is a lot to see in all of this: logic of subconscious, repressed desire, transition to a differed and exorcised act in killing rituals and other animal kingdom fantasies. As always the Dana desires are characterised by consumption and excess: do we remember when he would book two hotel rooms at a time and skip from bed to bed, from hooker to hooker. Even Catullus did not fantasise this in his poems to Lesbia. Dana on the other hand gave us a graphic description, often dwelling on the mechanical details. Dana's world however is everything but a display of themes. It is a swarm of hookers and faded characters that get on and off stage quickly, to the point that they start to blur. The most unpalatable part of it though is the air he assumes: his self delusional conviction that somehow knowing all this stuff about him would ennoble us as if his hooker hydraulics emanated from a unique substance, immanent in the god's desires; a supremely contradictory pantheistic notion with Dana at the centre of it. Why supremely contradictory? Because there is no real notion of this sort. What we saw in Dana's output is a system that focuses on the mechanics of sexual intercourse, spare parts and all their possible combinations. It is a philosophy deeply rooted in wanton prostitution as an evolutionary act, and bedroom obscenity, all contain the same fundamental message: the Thai prostitute as an evolutionary advanced female to be sought out and in this exists a chain, an assembly line, and the backdrop, the pornographic image from Sade to Dana composed of elements that fit together, but never erase one another. According to Dana the acts and its participants and the objects always find their place in the bigger scheme of things. While the Dana boat is docked at a Pattaya harbour, its sailors spend their money on the hookers. This gives a sort of commercial web beyond which there is little -excepting Dana's self affirming pantheism of course. The commercial reality he bleats about gives rise to a financial boost to the hookers who are strangely placed in power by him. Then there is an inexplicable Danian universe where the oxygen he is breathing, the non-stop copulation, the fluids and even the commercial web become a Gaia whole.


The perversity of this is limitless.

In all honesty when Dana bleats about his ideas I could not help think of a very short text by Georges Batilles (The Solar Anus) in which he sees mass copulation as the origin of the things that govern the world: the circular rotation of the earth around a fixed centre (the sun) coupled with a horizontal sexual movement (the image of connecting rod pulling the wheels of a steam engine.) The frenetic terrestrial masturbation that shakes the earth's crust (copulation of sea and air produces clouds that secrete rain that, once fallen, produces plants that stand erect before rotting) combines with this sexual frenzy causing the earth's surface to quiver. In response to this uniform intercourse is a polymorphous intercourse, organic: of the earth and sun (the sky, the gods).

http://www.greylodge.org/occultreview/
glor_010/solar.htm

From Batilles' mega vision we turn back to Dana's. The big problem is this: Dana's prized point of view remains at the level of the genitals. It does not go up or down. Yet it philosophises about commerce and evolution and rape and nurture and alpha and whatnot. The view is still the genital and the kit surrounding it. It is nothing if not a trashy pornography that masquerades as a world view. In Dana's world lovemaking is frequent, incessant even, rarely performed at home. It is almost always in the hotel room and surrounded with broken items. The extraordinary detail he went into in his Stickman submissions almost conveys a feeling of unease that followed him around and he is almost trying to exorcise that uneasiness and his lack of confidence by projecting a universe of his own onto the base scheme and in turn displaying that to his readers. Eventually its impending decomposition engulfs us all. But this decomposed material is neither a fertiliser for fresh insights of a place known as Thailand, nor does it lead us into any new knowledge of the man behind Dana who wished to share something with us. The reason is Dana and his hotel room acts shape the generating principle of decomposition. The man playing out these acts becomes the dry reference point. The man writing about it behind the computer shapes that active man into a metaphor of himself where every emotion is voluntarily broken, where any remaining ideal is expunged. It is what I often referred to as sex as hydraulics. But here it is sex as sewage. Despite pretensions to the contrary and his attempts at imparting to us some form of a deceptive metaphor about primitive exchange and power relationship in his Nana and Pattaya escapades I can only see Dana and his output as an obscene episodic manual of a white man in south east Asia. For Dana that genital level view is certainly the primal generating principle of it all. As we witness the consummate act we are neither enriched by it nor learn nothing new. It is what it is. He is telling us it is something lofty while in actual fact we know it is very base.


The inescapable copulation, the central Dana figure that never ceases to be at the centre of his ME ONLY world is one that cannot be redeemed. I can only further pin it down as a continuum between two ends of his ego chain that vacillates from Dana the sexual beast to Dana the monied consumer. Somewhere in between he'd have us believe that there is room for concepts like communion, fusion, immanence, transparency of thought, cohabitation. And finally a copula that stops everything. There is no such copula. It is a lie. What there is is a pseudo god that has a pig-like desire, worshiped at the Church of Dana as he fancifully calls it. But what kind of god always focuses at the genital level? Where is the vertical topography? Where is the copula of landscape and nature and communion with other humans? There is none. In all this the sickening part is we are mere ornamental and purely decorative items in the Dana world that treats everything as though it were a gadget in a factory.

I suspect the man behind Dana and his tiled body is a factory, a machine that swallows, digests and expels; this we have been told endlessly. That the metaphor of the factory is not extended to nature and other human beings is sad. It is a lonely place where he alone devours and gathers and copulates in an assembly line he's created for himself, where an accursed pig-like god lives within him, a god that revels in the its capacity to quench its desire by purchasing a series of corporeal sacrifices from undesired and unproductive bodies that give themselves up as offering at 2000 baht a time. Why not simply own up and say I'm a scumbug who likes Thai hookers because I can't get laid at home. Thousands say it and the subject moves on. But this one has to pretend some cosmic significance.

You see old pervs like Dana, with mouths open, stare at the loose gesticulations on the stage with shameful earnestness. And what he thinks is "if the next hooker is poor, my dormant passions rekindled, beset her" ... for a sum of course. And then he is not sure...massive EGO you see... "Did she fuck with me for fun, for letch, or for money?" To the egotist lecher the odyssey is like the spider that spins a web out of its own bowels.

Fruit Batman says:

Boss Hog wrote:-
Do they think teenage Thai girls have posters of aged fat white blokes on their bedroom walls? Or young , lean, toned Thai guys?.

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The only reason is that you can't buy posters of fat white blokes in Central!!. As soon as someone puts them on the market, they're going to clean up.

I'm still waiting for a publisher to take up the idea of a 'Soi Dogs Calender' - any takers?.

Prufrock says:

Lynch mobs don't stop at "soften(ing) chins"
Just don't wanna see him killed Common. Don't wanna see anybody killed anymore. And you don't either, son.
You've surely had enough, haven't you?

You saw the other post.
The hell on Earth one.
That'll be enough, for him.
More than enough.
He's pathetically sick.
And if he starts on this site, he'll regret it don't you think?
Keith Sommers should stop and think for a moment.
Stop and think, Keith.
Stop this.

Dana says:

Want to have some fun Mangosauce readers?

Compare the above tone and approach by Mr. Dicer with the writings and pronouncements and approved texts by Dr. Josef Goebels, Nazi Minister of Information.

Mr. Dicer you must be very proud. You now qualify to wash and wax Lec's car over at Schoocher.com where he is waging successful character defamation and slander that would not be permitted anywhere else in the civilized world.

After many words and many posts and many years you have found yourself. You are a pornographer.

fbuom says:

Dicer,

When I read, "It is a swarm of hookers and faded characters that get on and off stage quickly, to the point that they start to blur." I couldn't help but think of tales told by idiots; of poor players that strut and fret their hour upon the stage..... To take few liberties with a well-known soliloquy.

Not a perfect analogy, in contrast to the soliloquy, the characters in your quote are actors in the tale, but I still believe quite apt.

Well done.

fbuom

Prufrock says:

Toldja: Dana is, in fact, Herschel Nausbaum, Greater Boston's condo salesman of the year for two years running.
Teamed up with Gay Arayan (formerly of fuckedcompany.com)
Together they're write Dana's dreamoires. "My Life Before the Prostate Thing - Fevered ravings of a Patts Sex Dwarf"

Dicer says:

Dana,

You are gone. A shell of a man we once read. All I am doing is chronicling your obscene trashy clerical pornographic world as narrated by your never ending self. Your morose bathos has now dissipated and you are trying to take a moral high ground. You are by your own admission amoral. You are not even immoral. But amoral. How can an amoral person take a moral high ground?

I am actually doing Shohei Imamura and his superb film The Pornographers disservice by building a parallel with one of the characters called Ogata. Watch the film, you may learn something about yourself and about others too.

When I quoted Georges Batailles' Solar Anus however it was exact. There is a line in there that sums you up:

"A man who finds himself among others is irritated because he does not know why he is not one of the others. Without knowing it, he suffers from the mental darkness that keeps him from screaming...[in] infantile rage, or [like] a provincial dowager's vanity. [He] will never find anything but parodic images, and [he] will fall asleep as empty as mirrors."


Did you get that? Dana's vanity is like "a provincial dowager's vanity." He is "irritated because he does not know why he is not one of the others." I could never have put it better. Here is what Dana said before.

THIS REALLY IS THE KERNEL OF THE DANA ETHOS:

"I do not believe I have to be sensitive to other people's needs in countries other than my own, and I do not believe being sensitive to other people's needs in countries other than my own is proof of a civilized me..[Women] will fight amoungst themselves to be beaten and disrespected by that man because evolution has taught them that it is his semen that has the most value.....You don't know anything about world view if you can not extemporaneously lecture on war and blood and revenge and violence and killing and predation ... I don't have to be sensitive to anyone's needs or worldview." - Dana

Well well well....

Who is the will to power crypto-Nazi Dana? Who??? Just because you mentioned Joseph Goebels you won't escape. It's all there in your statements. As for mangosaucers, here alone three people above have pointed out your lack of coherence and poop poop high horse.

When thinking of Dana one should think of the labels: clerical pornography, will to power crypto-Nazi and intensely introverted ME ONLY world.

And he calls this defamation!

You've had your buscuit now so could you merrily fuck off.

anonymous says:

Dana is just another guy who got caught up in all the lierary flatulance that has taken over this once fine forum. He tried desperately to win kudos from his much admired Dicer and Tanai Kwai (among others) with his own lame attempts at Shakespearean-like sililoquies. He failed miserably. Some of his heroes in here soon turned against him. He tried to fight back verbally and failed time after time. This obvioulsy weighs very heavy on his mind.

His posts in this column reveal a defeated man, but he can not stop the bleeding. He is unravelling before our eyes. It's like watching a car wreck that you saw coming a mile away.

Sad.

Prufrock says:

Anonymous: Rather good. Kinder than most.
I don't know if I was EVER admired by Dana or care.
Dana goes back for years on this blog. He's exhibited, as I mentioned, nothing but contempt for anyone ELSE who could express himself or string a sentence together.
I could list the early snipes cheap shots. I could list the other posters he's attacked with his mean spirited jibes. I could they're up there
What would be the point?
If you want proof, just go back through the blog roll and wherever you see Dana's name you'll see invariably that he's started off in his fit of pique because someone else could come up with an idea, express a thought in amusing or engaging terms, or in some cases, call him on some outrageous claim he's made.

On several occasions I tried to engage this guy on subjects ranging from the Thai 30% hold-back, writing and Thai women. Each one of my overtly friendly and initially deferential overture was greeted by a sneer and a blow-off.
So, Fuck you, Dana.

Dana's early Stickman stuff was fresh and amusing but as he "fell off" his shit became boring. The Sticky fingers format worked for him because Paul controlled the critcism and managed the flow to maximize his OWN profile. (This culminated in Paul's laughably pretentious plans for the "Sticky Fingers Writer's Seminar". The rest is history.

These days Dana just horns in on blogs and pecks away at people who actually (OCASSIONALLY not always) have something to say.
As he is now, Dana is nothing but a cheap shot artist: an unpleasant little man and a caustic presence on any thread
His own stuff is dreadful but Paul really doesn't know what do do with him now. A sense of loyalty? Sympathy?

Why doesn't Dana just come out and stop ragging the guys who post here, each in his own flawed, mannered , unedited style. All at least as amusing or as engaging and non so self -referential as HIM?
Just come and join us in a chat you big bitch. No one's gonna piss on you unless you start it. And you've already gotten a taste of what can happen when you start to troll them all I guess.
Molten fondue.
Dana you don't OWN the blogs on which you post. I confess to an occasional twinge of proprietary hubris (I mean we all contribute heavily to the roll) but unless grossly insulted or called an outright liar I rarely respond. I'm getting better at sussing out people who have nothing to say and little to contribute. I just ignore the cunts now.
Oh yeah, we ALL HAVE OUR OFF DAYS.
And it IS possible to change one's opinions from time to time without destroying one's entire credibility. It IS possible to change one's thinking without losing one's balls. And there ARE smarter and better read guys on this blog. Smarter and better read than I'll EVER be.
I enjoy reading their stuff. It's NOT always right but I enjoy their use of the language and as surprising as it may seem I occasionally learn something.
I have also had loads of cheap laughs and lots of amusement from these sites. (I don't even want to think about the money I've saved at the bookstore.)
Just have a quiet word with the ten or fifteen guys you've slagged over the years and see if they respond properly.
I regret my silly battles with Liu Bei, Drivespline (Dicer?) and others.
But, Nuff said. And anyway, I don't give a hoot.

Regards
Prufrock

Sam from Buriram says:

No one over the age of 50 has ever uttered that excreable cliche' "Age is just a number". I have personally heard it in broken English a hundred times.

Bullshit, or as the former empire says, bollocks.

Kasman says:

More romper room bullshit with the same cast of characters. Throw in a reference to Summers to keep the ratings up, get the romper room kiddies bad mouthing each others poor literary attempts, get a few cling-ons to pile on and chose sides and the only thing missing here is some nappies and a few baby bottles.

Pants Elk says:

I personally have found that breaking down publicly into a great beer-fuelled sobbing fit, brokenly uttering your undying love for an ex-wife while your catheter bursts, is a surefire way of winning that broken-hipped footdropping bargirl's undying respect and indeed her sexual favours, gratis, for the foreseeable future.

Dana says:

Attn: Anonymous

Sad? I will help you with the definition of sad with two examples:

Example No.1--Sad is when Dicer quotes out of context. Quoting out of context is to writing as robbing a bank is to making a withdrawel. He knew it was wrong when he did it and he knew he wouldn't fool me; but he expected to fool you. He has no regard for you Mr. Anonymous. That is sad. He is now a common trout rising to a common fly and all I had to do was write more skillfully, be smarter, and make it public. He has now snapped and taken refuge in the writer's tower with a 'quoting out of context' gun. Sort of sad. Makes you wonder how he leaves the house now. But there will always be a place for him here on this site, and of course there will always be a place for him over at Schoocher.com where he will be allowed to spew without pride or civility or accuracy. No need to go to an airshow to see something crash and burn Mr. Anonymous--Mr. Dicer has defamed himself.

Example No. 2--If that example of what it means to be sad is too local and too pedestrian and too provincial for you; then I have an example that brings in a broader sweep of history. To wit: it is sad that Milton and Shakespeare did not have the common courtesy to scribble after me rather than spilling it all before me. Thanks to them I can never be called the greatest writer in the history of the English language. I have to settle for the appelation of greatest writer of the 20th century. And I am sure you know what a piss hole in the snow great writing has been in the 20th century. Now that is sad Mr. Anonymous.

dingdongrb says:

"But, Nuff said. And anyway, I don't give a hoot."

Quite a long winded useless post for not giving a hoot.

Max says:

Who took that picture David??? I really like it.

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Hi Max

Common Sense should be able to shed some light on that when he returns.

Regards
David

Dicer says:

"Molten fondue"

I use REALITY FONDUE to refer to reality that is melting like shaven ice in a Sahel drinking den. Molten fondue is even a better term, has that geologic resonance meets culinary delight. Nice!

"I regret my silly battles with ...(Dicer?)"

I don't recall having a battle with you. The point here is this: I don't give a toss who does what, but I don't like it when a two penny whoremonger affects to be superior and masquerades his empty ideas as something lofty and noteworthy. The more he talks here the more I referred back to his old Stickman stuff and it turned out to be more of the same. I have to say for someone who does not live in Thailand he has some great observation about Thailand. He tells us himself that he visits LOS only for hydraulics or as it looks now to partake in the sewer vortex Dervish dance - sex is something too simple and obvious, it is how you perceive it and relate the experience that determines how we respond to it - and I couldn't help but think that his "genital level pretend world view" is all there is, and when push comes to shove he has some obnoxious ideas I could only describe as a mishmash of pervy homespun experiments with a crypto-Nazi ideology and I use the term very loosely yet accurately.

The funny thing is when confronted he called me a pornographer. I mean Dana calling someone else a pornographer? If you narrate about someone who talks about something, that is, a talk reported, is the reporter colluding with the talker? Everything is case by case except in the final case, which if you think about it at all, you cannot but realise that any person of the Dana sort - meaning the person behind the name and the narrative - is regarded as unreal by us. No attempt to connect and shed light on himself or if he is unwilling to do that which is fine, shed light on his ideas.

What I don't understand is this. Is his few lines of faux analysis an aberration of phatic speech or a sport? Or a simple psychic need to let meaningless chatter triumph over something ... like say neutralise aggression. Whatever it is, inside lurks the worm that undermines everything, a feeling that he says what he says to neutralise. If you noticed Dana always holds a three or four line disquisition on any chatter or it has to be turned into a spectacle of himself and hence somehow a chatter conducted by someone and as seen by him alone is later reported by him back to us accordingly. It's almost as if he wants us to be the voyeurs in an empty performance of him...like the "kara" of karaoke .... some form of toned down, easily culpable reality fondue that melts and melts. It's worse than watching wallpaper fade. In the end there is no more room for us because the person involved in this performance - Dana that is - does not realise that we have capabilities of judgment, cultural observation and personal opinions. And his performance says that his intellectual powers are beyond reach. Now I looked and having allayed my doubt I could not find anything in this performance of his except a form of fake consciousness and dissembled motives. When he did not know how to deal with the responses he put stereotyped situations like Joseph Gobbles and pornography, which at least have worked elsewhere and can express him better that he expresses himself.

Dicer says:

Joseph is Gobbled indeed. If you want a clear example of what I meant by "chatter" and "performance" his last post above is it. Dana is really a one man kara-oke ....a parody of that Japanese revenge on the world: the empty oke-stra.

Prufrock says:

Dicer: I'm staying with that "Herschel Nausbaum: Condo King of Greater Boston" thing. And Prozac, Viagra, etc., all fit in there somewhere.
Punk Sex Tourist extraordinaire ;-)

As pretentious as some of us may sound from time to time (I mean, who really thinks he gets it right every fucking day except one-liner imbeciles like dingledanglenb.?) some of us, have at least read something over the past couple of months.
Something other than our own deathless posts.

daznlover says:

She looks good! For a change, a girl who says she doesn't love me long time could be a nice challenge! :)

Pete says:

Could there be a special thread for Dicer, Dana et al to trade long-winded allegations in? Because I find their overblown insults unintelligible, and it spoils discussion of the topic at hand.

Common Sense says:

Max,
That is actually a model in that picture. The T-Shirt belongs to a clothing line, you can find stores that carry them by googling "I will not love you long time".

Then again I've seen some disheveled tarts in Pattaya look pretty similar to her state after a long night at the "office".

Kasman says:

MangoNuts needs to initiate an ID check here and pronto.

Seems the kiddies have escaped from Kindergarden and armed with their dictionaries and theosaurus, are proceeding to out do each other with big words and long diatribes.

My advice is as follows. If you feel you have to write 100 words here to get your point across, you are a fuckwit, no matter how well you think you write.

No you probably won't find Fuckwit in the dictionary, but that is exactly what you are.

So on the count of three, start counting the words in your post and if it is over 100 words, you are a Fuckwit Period.

Now get counting you fucking little literary spoiled brats before you get the paddle on your ass.

Common Sense says:

Kasman,
I'm to lazy to count but according to Microsoft Word your post contained 127 words. You are now, by your own logic and admission, a certified fuckwit.

Prufrock says:

Relatives out golfing without you again this weekend I see, Kasman.
I figure this is the only bite you'll get.
So, yeah, you'll have plenty of time for a word count.

Common Sense for all... says:

About the writers wars:

The saying "Baffle them with bullshit" has never been more germane. The length of the responses are obscene by any standards.

This reminds me of the older guy with the Colt six-shooter telling the young guy with the 19 shot Glock, "son, if you can't get the job done with six shots you're sure in the hell not going to get it done with nineteen!"

Wise words above for sure. But then I'm reminded of Tom Berenger in the movie "Sniper" who while tied up and being tortured still manages to keep the goal in sight as he moves his head in alignment with his tormentors and mouths to his spotter who is now the shooter with only one round left "one shot two kills..."

I won't spoil the ending for those who have been cinematic deprived.. but lets just say that beautiful thought/line was slowly raped and then killed with the release of Sniper 2 and Sniper 3.

Only a true artist could sum up this thread in two words, perhaps three.. and that would be me as I leave you with these three words..

Tick tock.. motherfuckers..

Common Sense says:

Common Sense for all,
You low life fucking scoundrel. Find your own god damned handle and quit trying to freeload off mine you unoriginal cunt.

dingdongrb says:

Since I'm not articulate at writing and I'm sure Pruie can attest to this, but I was just wondering, is 'motherfuckers' one word or a hyphenated word?

Kasman says:

"Wahhhhhhhhhhhh" some one is using my handle wails Common Sense. And he called him an unoriginal cunt to boot! Common Sense (Or lack of it) wins this weeks Fuckwit # 1 Award. Stealing your handle is no reason to through a hussy fit or temper tantrum.

Prurock,

According to the date of my post the 26th is a Monday, and therefore it is impossible to be out golfing on the weekend. Prurock you get Fuckwit # 2 of the week award for not comprehending that Monday is not the weekend.

I knew I could count on one of you idiots to start counting words to verify if in fact you really were a fuckwit.

Dave Mango, Kasman is being mean to us. Can you like kick him in the balls and pull his hair out for us?

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Hi Kasman

I don't want to touch any part of your body.

Regards
David

Prufrock says:

Nope Kasman, Common Sense caught you with your mouth full of foot. Best recovery YOU can muster is that he hasn't the right to slag someone for stealing his handle?
(Loved your "Just testing you" bullshit. Fucking priceless. High comedic farce. Ralph Kramden at his best.

First, about that, um, word count:
See,like most of us, Common, well he has a computer (I do as well :-) and, well, Common's computer told him you were a fool.
He just passed the information on to you.
Civic duty.

And now I'M telling you that you are an imbecile. But you already knew that, I'm fucking sure of that :-)
(You and dingdongdugong are a matched fucking set.)
Common just did his duty and relayed the message (about you being as thick as pig shit) back to you in case you were thinking of handling inflammables or firearms or driving or something.

You owe Common Sense an apology.
He was just being helpful.

Jaisus Kasman. Anyone stupid enough to post that word count foolishness and then exceed it, thereby self-defining himself as a -- What was it? "fuckwit?" -- needs this kind of supervision. Common was just doing the right thing.
Apologize to him and to us all. You are a disgrace, Kasman. Really. What a fucking fool you turned out to be.

It'll be interesting to see if you still have the balls to post ANYWHERE after OUTING YOURSELF as a self-defined fuckwit. ROFLMAO (I NEVER thought I'd use that silly fucking abbreviation but when a twat like you attains this level of stupidity I'll make an exception.)

And for what its worth, everyone (myself included) knows full well that anyone as STUPID as you would MOST DEFINITELY be sulking well on into the week after having been left out of your famous "Lumpini cop insider foursome"
My remark had fuck-all to do with the dates. And you know it, you weird-ass putz.
Geez, Kasman.You're even more pathetic than I had originally thought.

Take THIS post back to your cop family and watch them laugh at you as well. They have, no doubt countless reasons to laugh at you already. None of which will be known to you until it's time to yank the carpet. But , wait, I must be exceed ing your word cunt. Better leave off here.
Buwaaahahahaha. OOOoooohhhooooo.
Wvatamensch. Mazeltov, you schvauntz.

fbuom says:

CS,

This time, I have no objections to the language in your response.;-)

Nothing else could possibly convey the same emotions.

fbuom
"To everything there is a season, and a time...."

dingdongrb says:

"See,like most of us, Common, well he has a computer (I do as well :-) and, well, Common's computer told him you were a fool." - Prufrock

Congrats Pruie, I see you bought yourself a machine. I guess you no longer have to whimper down to the ye ole Patpong Internet cafe.

Tell me, how did you save the $$$$ for it, quit shagging so many of those Rangsit bitches?

Common Sense for all... says:

For the record;

I didn't steal MY handle. It's four words in length and has a different meaning than the common "Common Sense", and I've used it here on this site for over six months that I can remember.

[Actually, you've been using the handle "Concerned for all..." since November - David]

Second, fuck you guys use some bad language.

Third, not only do you guys "think too mutt" but you're fucking writing what you're thinking and there my friends is the problem. You're revealing the "inner you" and you all appear to be rather full of.. extra words. Ok, I was being charitable..

Let's get back to talking about the losers using false teeth to charm the young things.. it might keep you from talking about the losers posting on this site.. maybe.

Does anyone else think there's something inherently wrong with a grown man wanting his sexual partner to call him "Papa?" I maybe be off-track on this.. but when I hear that noise I immediately think of a guy who's pretending to have sex with a child, possibly his child, using his current partner as a 'suitable substitute'.. thank you for small favours.

Now I realise there's all kinds of sexual games/charades/fetishes/preferences out there.. guys who liked to be plugged an d beaten, guys who like being peed on, guys who prefer their gf dress up in a Donald Duck costume, and guys who prefer sheep.. the list is long I'm sure.

So why does the "Papa" stuff turn my stomach so much? Maybe I see the common theme of a pajama'd little girl being read a story by her Papa before bed followed by hugs and prayers.. being perverted by old men who'd rather be doing more than reading prayers.. taking it a few steps further down the road and now we're in Thailand where old men buy/keep young women and control then to the point of asking to be called Papa.. or more.

Ok, I just put the title into the context we've all been thinking.. I hope. Imagine how the Thai's must be thinking about farangs when such men come over here and do such things?

The imagery is terrifying..

anonymous says:

Kasman I've got three words for you...."shut the fuck up".

Lanky Streak says:

Is it just me, or are other people getting bored of the same three or four people taking up more than their fair share of editorial on this, otherwise excellent, site. I wouldn't mind so much if it was relevant to the selected topic, funny, or even if it was about a vaguely interesting alternative subject. But no, it invariably involves taking the piss out of each other, preferably using the longest words possible and sounding like they are MPs in House of Commons (the UK lower house for non-UK readers). I am half expecting Dicer, Prufock et. al. to start refering to each other as "My right-honourable friend".

Please, Mr Speaker, persuade these gentlemen to bring back up the dictionary they have so obviously swallowed and check out the meaning of "pretentious". Checking out the meaning of "twat" may only serve to confuse.

Prufrock says:

Ok Lanky Streak,there was NEVER ANYONE "hogging paper" here. I've NEVER SEEN a post from you before.
So OK you whining pussy, you're on ;-) Or are you just one of these guys who doesn't live here, has nothing to say but wants to be entertained ?

Anyway . . . It's over to you.
Looking forward to your blue collar-savant diction, tone and all your insights and your insider knowledge of what's going on here.

But you have fuck all to say, right? It's either you yakking about wind bag posts as if the paper was rationed or fbuom wingeing about gutter language like a wandering church lady whose Gospel Hall has just been turned into a whorehouse. Or Kasman with his self-important drivel, or , well, you get the idea.
So yeah. You're on.
After responding to all the kudos and accolades from like minded whiners,and after you've played off this post, lets see what you can lay down, genius.

Common Sense for all... says:

David -

I stand corrected.. we're in to the 5th and not 6th month.. crap.. I try very hard to keep good records and be as precise as possible and still I screw up. I can't begin to tell you how very sorry I am for this transgression.

Was that sufficient remorse? If not please instruct me in remorseful ways so I can get busy and achieve proper remorse..

If that was indeed sufficient remorse am I being too forward in asking for forgiveness? I don't want it to appear that I'm not applying the proper degree of seriousness to my rather bold assertion of using my handle for six months as we all know it's a hanging 'cyber-offense' to steal another guys ride.. so I'm treading as lightly as I know how.

Looking back over my shoulder I can see my footprints in the rice paper but I see no tares. I even realize the spelling of "tares" is in question as the more common "tears" could be used.. but would cause confusion. Or perhaps I need a better dictionary to adequately compete with the true word masters who patrol these pages.

Since we're on a first name basis in this post would it be too familiar of me to comment on the size of the editing box? Being a "big guy" (where it counts) I often find other mens tools laughably small and the size of ones editing box is of course a serious concern.. I'm sure you will respond appropriately so Dana Dicer are not insulted.

HOLD ON A MINUTE.. are the dualing banjo's one and the same, a different slice from the same pie, figments of the same imagination? That was quite accidental, placing "Dicer/Dana" side by side.. but it raises questions does it not? Dana Dicer me thinks is the more catchy order.. almost like one of those handy "choppers" you see advertised on late night television for $19.95.. but the Dana Dicer could be the next evolution of hand held choppers. Anyway, I continue to impress myself (and probably no one else) with the brilliance of my deductions.. and to think all this time the mere mortals on this board though Dicer and Dana were two separate entities.

It was bound to happen, ever since I was given the awesome duty of observing the Keith Summers death clock strange things started happening. For instance while waiting for the lovely young thing on top of me to finish her business I blurted out "tick tock mother fucker!" It worked! The dirty talk excited her so much she orgasmed twice.

Then.. the men in brown while in the process of bargaining for the 200 baht "tip" were keeping me from an important appointment and I couldn't stop myself from blurting out "tick tock motherfucker!" (which btw, motherfucker can be either one or two words depending on which neighborhood your gain claimed as it's home turf)

Finally I was going through security at the new Kings Power International Airport when they came across my home built clock radio where in my genius I'd installed a wind up alarm clock since as we all know the power in Bangkok always goes out at about 0500 so we will be late to work.. Anyway, it was in the xray machine and they asked me what it was as 23 Thai security "experts) studied the 12" screen and I couldn't help but blurt out "tick tock motherfucker!" and almost immediately I had 23 Thai's tackling me which at the time I thought was because they all wanted my invention. But I digress..

Editing box.. I know plenty of the posers here use a external editor in much the same way their women use vibrators.. but as I'm the sort of guy who isn't in the habit of using any tools but those which have been assigned by nature.. please Dad, can you make it larger? Oh no.. did I slip? Called you Papa? Don't worry, I doubt anyone will catch it...:)

Common Sense says:

Common Sense for all,
Yes, you are in fact a freeloading cunt. Instead of creating your own handle and building your own reputation on this site, you slide in and steal anothers. Common Sense and Common Sense for all have exactly the same fuckin meaning. Besides when scrolling the comments section on the right, the two are easily mistaken.

Now about your Papa diatribe and linking being called this to child molestation. How exactly do you feel about women calling their mates Papi. Two words, same meaning. By your logic the entire Spanish speaking population of Central and South America would be paedophiles because they like their women to call them Papi.

Now shut the fuck up and find your own damned handle. I laid claim to Common Sense long before you crawled over here in the refugee days of the Stickman debacle.

Common Sense says:

Kasman,
I think Prufrock adequately conveyed all of my sentiments to your last post, fuckstick.

Road Natzi says:

David,

I am not to sure what amuses me most, the story or the fact the 'BEASTIALITY KING' Keith gayboy summers, just can't help himself by chopping in with his predictable comments. Get a life Keith, better still, help the rest of us and end your life.

Prufrock, You couldn't have said it better old son(post 24/3.)

Gonzo, Your point about old fellas not being able to shag all night amuses me because an old saying of mine is; "What I use to stay up all night doing, now takes me all night long to do". If you get what I mean. Oh and by the way, I'm not an old fella yet, so there's probably a bit of truth in ur post.

Common, Big fella, u seem to be getting a bit keen for a dust up, perhaps a few weeks out of the Marines has got u a bit egar to snap some loser in half. When you bust up ole Keith small furry animal fucker summers, PLEASE LEAVE SOME OF HIM LEFT FOR THE REST OF US TO KICK.

Lanky Streak, If you don't like it here, please use the door on ur left, slide back over to you fat ugly momma site or where ever you normally entertain yourself. Oh and before you comment on Thailand, please go there first, Travel Agent Brochures don't make you an expert....DICKHEAD!

Now, as for me, I had so much to say about this topic, but it would appear that you have already covered it, perhaps I shouldn't stay offline for so long.

cheeeeeeers to the good people and FUCK YOU to the rest. RN

Common Sense for all... says:

"Common Sense and Common Sense for all have exactly the same fuckin meaning. Besides when scrolling the comments section on the right, the two are easily mistaken."

Only to a moron.

anonymous says:

Some idiot above wrote....

"Looking forward to your blue collar-savant diction, tone and all your insights and your insider knowledge of what's going on here."

What a pretentious prick. Your mutual admiration society with the 3 or 4 other boring, long-winded twats in here has given you the FALSE sense that your are "entertaining" the rest of us?

I would wager that 90% of the usual readers of this site no longer bother to read the submissions of the diarrhea mouthed few. Now that David has put the poster's name at the beginning of each comment, it is so much easier to avoid the boring, time wasting posters like you.

Prufrock says:

Anonymous: - I guess it's OK to post as "NOBODY" if that's how we make you feel, but you should own up to a record of previous posts.
Are you doing "Nobody" for the usual obvious reasons?
Or DO YOU, ALL BY YOURSELF, COMPRISE this entire 90% of readers of which you are somehow uniquely knowledgeable and towards whom you feel such a compelling custodial duty.

Maybe you should just go back and find your college fuck bag and her kids and start supporting of them again :-)

We're long-winded? - Right. Anyone who can make a reasoned presentation of his thoughts appears long winded to someone who can't think. And "wagers".
(Fuck, I LOVED that. "I'll wager" he he he, Asshole.

"I would wager . . . " Yeah broke-ass cunts like you are ALWAYS saying this:
You'd bet money you don't have to put up, on a claim that you can't prove, under a screen name you don't post.
That's real ballsy.
It's also PURE bullshit.

3 or 4 boring twats, are we? - You're confessing that you're not interested in where the thread's gone once there are no more pictures, right? And you can't follow anything more than a caption or a sound bite. And you don't want to take your hand off your sweaty package to scroll through. You're free to do that.
Scroll fucking through.

Aaaaah so I see. BY cleverly heading our posts with names, David has obviously contrived with members Mango Sauce's silent majority A list, a highly knowledgeable, supportive and web-etiquette- savvy illuminati, to expose MS's gassier posters. (This, I take it, would be some of your "horse's mouth" insider knowledge would it? ;-)
You've avoided that whole nasty "credibility" thing by not posting who you are.
Or you don't know HOW to sign.
Or heh. . . who the fuck really cares ??

Time wasting posters? Well listen there, Buckwheat, there are so many new mouse models out there, all with nifty scroll features.
Treat yourself.
There is also a delete item on your bookmark menu.
There are so many other things you could do.
Hey, you could actually post something interesting and original. . . preferably about Bangkok or Thailand-related stuff.

What's so challenging about joining in with something amusing or constructive? What you have interpreted as exclusionary ritual is just a conversation in progress.
JOIN THE FUCK IN
OR ARE YOU JUST SCARED OF ANYBODY THAT ISN'T TALKING FUCKING FOOTBALL ALL THE TIME????

OR you could just go fuck yourself :-)

If I can be of any further assistance, please do not hesitate to sign your next post.

No Common Sense says:

Common Sense, I don't know if you read what you write, but it sure the hell isn't common sense. Who you fooling mate?

I have to agree with Anonymous. Blue collar savant diction? You know I don't think in the last 50 years I have ever heard that before, so you must be doing some late night candle burning looking up new things.

Either that or you are one of those educationally depressed TESL ex-pats that has no money and all the time in the world on his hands to look up new words.

Don't kid yourself mate.

You are no one important in Thailand and you never will be mate, no matter how long or how many big words you write.

Kasman says:

Prurock says:

"And boys? Please, by all means, feel free to flame away. I'll be busy teaching that 27 year-old-office gal how to give head. (The one who's just entering her own personal stage of sexual experimentation - a delightful self actualization phase where she's decided that sex is really dirty "if its done properly" gets to try all that stuff she's seen on the internet)
That's right lads. Get out those Bics of yours and flick away ;-)"

I guess you will taking over for Summers bragging about how many Thai girls you can get?

What a fucking idiot! We all know that anyone that has to brag about getting some in Thailand, is in fact getting none. Maybe in your own ass from Common Sense?

Your as fucking lame as they come, damn now we can only hope she turns you in for some fictious crime, maybe even a little throw down???? and you end up in the Bangkwang Prison?

Hahahahahahahhahahahahaha.

You won't have any internet and no soap on a rope either.

Maybe you can sneak a letter to the outside letting us know how much you are gettin on the inside.

Since you want to out due Summers as the New King of Claim, get working on your own website. Make sure you have lots of photos to have it half way believable.

And make sure to mention Stick, Summers and Mangosauce a few hundred time until your own website traffic picks up.

Look forward to seeing the first edition

NOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

Common Sense says:

Prufrock and all,
Your last post sort of hit on one of my long held suspicions. Why is it that David has the site views, and most importantly, the returning viewers that he does when he only posts 2-3 articles per week.

For most of you, reading the regular posters comments is a guilty pleasure that you are reluctant to admit too.

David simply found the balance between the many who do, and those who do not by posting our handles at the beginning of our usual off/on topic rantings. Hopefully this action makes for a more enjoyable MangoSauce experience for all involved.

Road Natzi says:

Prufrock,

What has happened to you?

Let it go brother. Anonymous deserves nothing more than to be ignored. Lets face it he's probably the type of person that thinks thailand is an island off the coast of japan or something. He/she or IT most likely has no idea about what we are posting about and just wants his 2 micro seconds of glory.

Anyway, until you calm down a bit, just increase your medication to 500mg per day and we will see how you go in a week or so.

bighug brother RN

Prufrock says:

Common, Road, Beers at the "No Name" one of these days ;-)
Regards

Prufrock says:

Common: I would be the last one to claim ANY credit for what goes on here but I have to say that "posting as a guilty pleasure" is a definite hit, right on the money.

Prufrock says:

Kasman, I see you still have an alcohol problem. Looks good on you. Gives an excuse for posting some of the stupidest shit I've ever seen on ANY blog, I guess.

Road Natzi says:

Prufers,

I am off the piss dude (due to health reasons), but would gladly sit and watch you and common hit it, perhaps I could take u both for a spin in my new tuk tuk when i get it on the road???? Of course, you would need to be pissed to ride with me.

Anyway, I'm in Aust (unfortunately) at the moment, but I could skip a flight any day now, although the misses is enjoying her break from work in bkk and would probably protest if I wanted to come back right now.

RN

dave johnson says:

why u always talk whores or hookers?
I lived with my thai wife for 5 years
with zero problems.

Shes educated with a PHD not a bar girl.

Common Sense says:

Dave Johnson,
"why u always talk whores or hookers?"

Well Dave, in case you haven't noticed, Thailands full of them. Whether it be a bar girl in Nana Plaza, the floozy in Pattaya who can eject darts from her pussy with the veracity and accuracy of a gatlin gun, or the college educated 7-eleven employee who only moonlights as a whore. Thailand quite possibly has the highest per capita percentage of whores in the world. I believe its somewhere around 100% of the female population.

The per capita rate for males is partially misconstrued due to the large numbers of men who masquerade as women, but it is rumored to be in the mid 50 percentile.

Maybe Dana could provide us with greater insight into the stats for males/she thingys.

Indifferentman says:

My Gawd guys, this is ALL very boring. Can we get back to some good Mango Saucing, or is this site going to disappear up it's own dark backside due to pissing off any new readership with this incestuous infighting. Dave for goodness sake put a stop to it. I, for one, can hardly contain my indifference to it all.

Prufrock says:

Well then Indifferentman (if it's "in different") that on it's own could be the topic of a whole new and fascinating thread.
What YOU see as "incestuous infighting" is simply regular posting by regular posters following scraps and arguments. You may read us but you never say anything here so it all looks like a "new school" for you.

So say something ;)

Prufrock says:

Hi Common: Regarding your post to Dave Johnson: You've said before that most women (at least the ones who can pull it off) are whores - except our mothers and I'm only really sure about my own.

Now, after a bit of a stretch here in Thailand, I'd just like to add a few observations to what you said.

Thais do this Asian concubinage thing with TREMENDOUS skill and aplomb. As soon as these lovely women discover what they've got between they're legs it's a whole new ball game.

This "exchange" thing extends to ALL classes. (no boasting here, just been here a long time and I've played a lot of courses) The lo-so's sell it the hi-so's trade it (and YOUR ass)if you're "of currency".
It's all a big fucking game. But it's a game they play seriously. (I mean just look at those TV ads where they've got half a dozen chicks sitting around against a white backdrop, decorating their pussies one way or another. Whitening cream, body lotion, various deodorants, etc.)

How;s this for the next tourism slogan
Come to Thailand and get traded like a fucking baseball card by the local pussy :-)

Mr Klip says:

Chatted to bar girl in Pattaya. Asked her whether she preferred old or young guys. Her reply ? Old guys. Dick only stiff for few minutes then limp. Easy money. When you use your pussy for a living you want to put as few miles on it as possible per income opportunity. There, that's settled then.

Jim says:

I'm with Anonymous here - I'm in his 90% that think many of the postings here are complete bollocks! Just a suggestion - why don't the four or five regular posters here that obviously hate each other, all set up MySpace sites, or something similar, then just post 2000 word vitriolic monologues as comments to each other. I mean seriously - does no one ever do a word count before posting and think "wow that is fucking long! What twat is ever going to bother reading all that shite?!"

I'm sorry but I think you are deluding yourselves if you think the masses out there find it entertaining. I might hazard a guess that many readers might come to this site hoping to read postings and comments relating toThailand that are amusing, entertaining, insightful or informative; not to read several thousand words of concieted name-calling, batted around amongst a group of unknown blokes with silly names. I think the point people are trying to make is that they ARE wearing out thier mouses scrolling past all the abusive crap trying to pick out something that might fall into one of the categories mentioned above. Responding to such a post with several hudred more words of abuse is prehaps missing the point. Plus I can't see how posting as some daft pseudonym is so much braver than posting as anonymous - I've used my real first name there - fuck I must be 'ard as nails! Right I've done a word count - that's way too long!

David J. says:

Well said, Jim. Most of us who regularly read this site feel the same way. A handful of long winded posters ruin this comments section. Anytime I see "Prufrock says:"... its time to start scrolling down. He (among others) has absolutely nothing funny or relevant to say.

hash9 says:

You are absolutely right Jim. Depressing that every funny story from David is followed by 15 km of shite from a small number of Yankistani adolescents.

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