Yesterday I decided it was time to do some good for the world so I watered next doors plants, killed a wasp spider, taxi'd around a Canadian woman, filmed a shool play for a Thai mother and threw a pool cue at a guy on a fat, yellow racing motorbike but missed so I put a chair in the middle of the small soi when I heard him return and when he slowed down I cracked him over the back of the head, pushed him off and told him if he put the lives of the young kids in this street again I would push the pool cue into his eye until there was a wet crunch and I could push it no further, THEN... I would put a dead wasp spider in his mouth, get a Canadian woman to kick him in the ribs and film it whilst hosing him down with water and highly irritating chemicals.
I had to let him go because I was blocking the path of a songtaew and the 2-bit bargain basement bargirl who had been his passenger was kicking up a fuss, but not to much because she has AIDS and she knows that I know but when a prick like this twat is putting innocent lives at risk with his fat yellow bike then one loses sympathy, besides which he'll probably kill the both of them before contracting anything from her.
This morning I had a call from a young man up yonder in Kaosan Road who is very depressed and skint and couldn't pay for his fleapit so I called the ladyboy-in-chief of Bangkok and got a posse of them to rescue him from the awfulness of KSR and stick him on a bus to Ko Chang where a man called Max would take him under his wing and teach him to dive for sea pangolins, a better option than Kaosan-c*nty-road a place I wouldn't hang my arse over if I was dangled from a jib attached to the D&D Inn, which is crap.
Anyway, these good deeds occupied the time that was formerly taken up by drinking thus enhancing my liver which has been punished enough.