Maybe he's Irish;Originally Posted by NickA
Is it yourself?
Sure it's myself himself if it's not me twin brother.
etc
Maybe he's Irish;Originally Posted by NickA
Is it yourself?
Sure it's myself himself if it's not me twin brother.
etc
The morning had broken. D had woken up; foggy headed and in pain. He was alone in the apartmant. T had packed some of his stuff and gone. D thought that he may have remembered T shuffling around at some time in the morning, but the Valium had taken care of any possible true waking consciousness.
A little background information on T. He was a skinny, tatooed, blonde, blue-eyed alcaholic. He had introuduced D to the real Thailand. They had had many good times, taken a large ammount of drugs, drank huge numbers of beer, been chased out of Laos and generally become brothers. T also had somewhat of a history of self-harm. His wrists were covered by tattoes which in turn covered some rather fetching scars. So D was kind of worried. His first thought was that T may have topped himself. But what could D do?
In typical D fashion, he did nothing. He ran up a huge phone-bill in the apartment (T had paid the deposit and left his passport details) and then left a few days later. He fucked off down South and sat in a hammock playing guitar, smoking spliffs and generally being a **** for a couple of months. T came to his mind from time to time, but nothing excessive.
Then one day in Bangkok, the bit of Khao Saan behind the temple, D was walking down the street and who did he see maybe 100m in front of himsat at a table with some Thai chick? It was T.
Taking the bull by the horn, as is his wont, D approached T. No words were said. They hugged. D sat down and ordered a beer. D was introduced to T's lady friend, who nearly fell off her chair when she found out who he was.
D gradually got the story. Tdidn't really have much of memory of the event. He said that he didn't even remember leaving D is Nanas with a large bill to pay. Next thing he knew he was getting the shit kicked out of him. Then he just left while D was asleep.
He had a fractured jaw, two broken ribs and a good story to tell his kids.
Three years later, D and T are still freinds' T is married to a Thai girl. they have a daughter and he lives in BKK where he works as a teacher.
I'll give you a feckin hint, most people use I, not D, but feckin carry on regardless.Originally Posted by burdon
Yes. He is a great guy. Love you T.
D end of D story is near
D sooner D better
Well, fek me, at least it had a happy ending
^ a derogitary remark aimed at the facial features of Isaan girls.
So D met T at A after B and C screwed G over at D's place on Soi B or was it A and T with D over at E with himself (D) and myself (also D, or maybe G) looking on?
I'm afraid that in your case mythomania cannot be cured. I believe this story is pure invention.
I saw your face before in Nana. You look like a bigger wanker in RL than you do on your pics.
Your friend is too nice. He should have kicked you like you did while you were passed out.
Forgetting a bill can happen, but you handled the situation like a fucking amateur. You really got lucky. In the bar upstairs in Patpong, they would have put you in the hospital for not paying the bills or worse. Your friend is a fucking idiot for having you as a friend or even as a partner.
^^ I agree.
Your friend ( a well respected member of the alphabet) knows it's your birthday and he knows you have no money, so he takes you out on the town.
You get pissed. You ignore him and pay all your attention to some BG and keep buying her vodka's on his tab and then you wonder why he walks out
Yes I did, sir. You have a face that say "please kick me and slap me, I am a fucking TOOL"The night I kicked the... 02-05-2007 06:45 PM burdon You wish u'd have seen me.
^ your face is uncommon, and I remember wanting to smack you when you almost run into me, half drunk. No joke. I usually don't care, but your eyes and your face were screaming "please hit me".
I have good memory of faces.
You don't look British though, even though in your eyes, I could tell you were a spoiled brat looking for trouble or attention, which favor I wanted to return, but unfortunately you were gone too fast.
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