The real question of the thread that begs to be answered is: If they are not happy living in Pattaya, then, just why the hell are they living there?
The real question of the thread that begs to be answered is: If they are not happy living in Pattaya, then, just why the hell are they living there?
There's miserable cunts that will be miserable cunts wherever they live.
They're just miserable upon meeting smeggly.
how can anyone be happy in Pattaya in the long run? the place is a cultural void,
and it's full of stupid expats and cheap tourists,
just look at LowToy here as the perfect example of a shit expat from Pattaya
they are all like him,
with your gaping arsehole and monstrous rectum cheeks it is quite amazing that you get so butt hurt
Yer,
but LT is pissed up 24/7 and thinks he is living in Paris.
But look here butter arse,
Trying to tell a monger to leave Pattaya because it's fooked is like asking Topper to give up eating Pizza, Ribs and fuking Burgers.
Never happen.
Yawwwn. Another boring TD thread, ruined by the usual malcontents. OP- now do you see why regular guys who live quite happily in Pattaya (or wherever else) just can't be bothered contributing to these type threads?
[Hint- how many of the peanut gallery have actually lived in Pattaya?]
Signed- a poster who happily lived in east Pattaya (yep, actually lived there) for a number of years, and still has a villa there. Many good times & good memories.
I'm happy in Pattaya.
Happy with Mrs Coal, happy with Mrs Coal's meals, happy with pottering around in the garden.
Happy with being able to access German and Belgian beers when the fancy takes me. (Not often these days).
Happy with having a fine selection of bread available.
Happy with watching movies and documentaries.
And so on.
I'd say the secret to being happy anywhere is to keep yourself pleasantly occupied and not dwell on the small stuff.
Because it's all small stuff.
Like anywhere in the world...by staying single. Although if one is single and you have the choice of whiling away your retirement playing bingo with Martha and the blue rinse brigade in Bournemouth or getting your balls licked by a couple of lithe young Thai chicks in Pattaya....
The Humber Bridge opened up all sorts of opportunities.
A night in a Hull casino with a local fish wife or if more daring, a double cabin, overnight cruise to Belgium, used to be available.
A "day trip" to Cleethorpes, note the low tide time as the sea can disappear into the sea fret. Although you do have to get into North East Lincolnshire, VISA free I believe.
Things To Do In Cleethorpes
A tray full of GOLD is not worth a moment in time.
It does have advantage of maintaining high vitriol levels for a demented Paddy, enabling him to gripe over a country he despises, because they won’t let him in.
It also allows him the undoubted pleasure of complaining about the lowly natives. Something he will have plenty of time to enjoy in his limited options future.
The reason so many ppl commit suicide in Pattaya is because they have to leave.
And, of course, have a song written about it.
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