Kanchanaburi, 28 Febr. 2014.
There must be a bastion of debauchery in whatever is left that passes as a female brain inside this skinny girl's head who looks like a victim of one of Hitler's concentration camps, we might be seperated by numerous religious and linguistic as well as socio-economic barriers but the iodiotic expression of her face promising me a night of carnal activities that would even put Caligula to shame, and the only thing I have to do is pour more and more Thai moonshine whiskey down that throat that if a lighter would get anywhere near it would be in some highly inflamed danger of a Down-Under bushfire...
Shit, this woman has been drinking so much of this flammable high alcohol content liguid even her nipples are spouting moonshine whiskey, she is seriously going from aggressive drinking to combatively knocking it down her over damaged body...maybe I should phone the Bangkok Zoo and inform them where they can pick up there missing three toed sloth...
Not that I have much inclination to go down the sack with her, never mind a drunk woman between the stained sheets is every man's ultimate Crime Passionel, worthty even of a bunch of months in bangkok's most infamous Hilton where food is horribly disgusting and matrasses non-existent, a rusty bucket for your feces and rats and over-sized cockroaches for addional nutrient supplements, fry these critters and you will have Isan food that goes for fifty THB a bag in the Nana Plaza food market, statuary rape of the drunk retarded will get you there in no time unless a small but substantial bit of tea money is paid to the tightly brown clad brotherhood of corrupt local Thamruat...
She even wants a bout of armwrestling with me but I prefer to keep my mental attentions on the clan of Dutch Farang Pensionados all having arrived from Farang Heaven Pattaya today and in dire need of female free lives in Kanchanaburi for some weeks - boy do they know - ...
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