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Friday, August 05, 2005
Comments abt Thailand trip


Well, overall Bangkok was fun. We did alot of shopping and walked till my feet popped out a few blisters haha. However, those days in Bangkok, especially when we're browsing the night markets, were the most frightful days of my life. I think it's the difference in culture and thinking bah, cos the way they look at you was kinda funny, like they're waiting to prounce on you and snatch ur bag the moment u take ur hands off it, so for the whole day I was practically clutching onto my bag, for fear it'll be gone b4 I know it. I hate to do that, but my passport was inside, and if I lose it, I can't return to my beloved Singapore rite? So dun blame me for being paranoid haha.

Some of the places we went to are Chartuchak, the weekend night market. It was so huge that 2 hrs there made us realise we only browse thru maybe 1/4 of the whole market, but no choice cos it closes at 7pm and it was a Sunday that we went. There's also this Suan Lam night bazaar which I guess opens everyday without fail cos it's more like a square-sized pavilion with all the shops inside lined up horizontally, and there were a total of 4 pavilions, and for that we also managed to finish strolling like 3/4 of only 1 pavilion area, while the other 3 are left untouched cos of lack of time. The best part of our shopping spree was MBK, a very large shopping mall but houses cheap and nice stuffs. MBK and the Suan Lam Night Bazaar are also the 2 places where i got most of my stuffs from.

Anyway the most exciting part of the trip should have been the Thai Girls Show. However, it was a disappointment. The women there, I had expected them to be really chio with figures that can make u drool, but when we stepped in there, we were automatically turned off by most of the girls' figures. I can dare say I only saw 1 who looks ok and has a good figure. There was 1 girl who's fatter than me, and she can dare do pole dancing up on the stage (with her bra and panties on luckily). I was however, glad that she didn't remove any of the 2 piece suit she was wearing. Actually only those with gd figures remove everything, but not all, some of them removed their bras only. Stunts were also performed, things like using the vagina to open metal bottle caps (Ouch that hurts!), shooting off balloons tied to the top of the poles using their vaginas also, but with what i'm not sure, needles bah i guess, and also inserting a plastic egg into their vaginas, and then shooting it at customers. It hit one of the guys we went on the trip with, on his forehead, and according to him, it was damn gross and sticky haha. The girls will also automatically go to those male customers and try to make them high (rubbing in between their legs) while waiting for their generous tips b4 performing anal sex with them, right there and then. According to the other guy, he said instead of going over to the customers and shaking hands with them, what they did was to shake hands with their dickies. Funny but true haha...


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