Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The extinction of the mammoth

Pattaya, 13 March 2012.

The extinction of the mammoth is slowly becoming clear to me sitting here in the New Star guest house's lobby, knocking down free Glenfiddich whisky and enjoying fried chicken, Somtam salad, the table full to overflow with assorted alcoholic beverages and typical Thai food, Bill's birthday party in full swing, Souk Sam San Gerth, happy birthday to you fat English truck driver, presently presinding in sin city's number one hospitable guest house and most tranquil Soi, Las Damas De Recepcion screaming in excitement and providing free entertainment, photographed dress down to underwear session that would otherwise cost me 75 THB a drink in one of pattaya's fabled Go Go bars down in Walking Street...

Yeah, that unknown cavewoman who first came to that notoriously bright idea - notorious among the erstwhile mamoth population anyway - to exchange sex for a spare part of this behemoth's fried flesh, being responsible for a mad chace of this poor prehistoric giant, and eventually its extinction, cavemen dressed in animal skins all going honker-bonker for that enormous long nosed caveman's version of dough, big Dinero for a couple of minutes of good sex , goodbye to yet another prehistoric animal, the wooly rhino was next on the prefered menu of the feared cavewoman - feared by prehistoric animals anyway, desired by the human hunter though....

Enlightenment of a higher but long since past is hitting me while I watch the striptease of New Star Recepcionistas and the beaming smile of the Mister Birthday Pig, willingly taking out massive amounts of Red colored one hundert THB notes from the pockets of sweaty shorts, his beaming smile affectionous but not the number of notes disappearing in slender female Thai hands...

Maybe I should add a few bags of ice cubes, maybe another coulpe of Alu cans of coke though I fail to see why the Thai like to destroy the exquisite taste of Glenfiddich whisky by adding coke and energy drinks, but then thanks to 62 year old Bill, as off today, I have come to a higher enlightenment on the issue of the "Trade"...a couple of can of coke are therefore well in order here!!!

No comments: