Thread: British teen found murdered in lampang

Originally Posted by Bonecollector

Very sad, just kids trying to have fun. travel in peace sweethearts

Very sad? Apparently they were drug runners for the person who murdered them.

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

Very sad? Apparently they were drug runners for the person who murdered them.

The buzz around these parts according to the local Lampang FB page ( as told to me by my wife) is they were young kids who got wrapped up in being corner hustlers selling small stuff. As with many, their fate seems to be predictable.

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

Very sad? Apparently they were drug runners for the person who murdered them.

Yes, that is the version from the convicted sex offender who murdered them.

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

Very sad? Apparently they were drug runners for the person who murdered them.

They're kids mate not adults, kids make stupid mistakes, that is what being a kid is. Making a mistake as kid, even to do with selling drugs, shouldn't mean a death sentence. It is very sad.

There was something a bit off about the manner of the absent father who rocked up to shout hostilities at the accused in the video

Not really a portrait of prostrate sorrow and grief.

More like a pantomime of unsavoury posturing for the cameras

Originally Posted by Bonecollector

They're kids mate not adults, kids make stupid mistakes, that is what being a kid is. Making a mistake as kid, even to do with selling drugs, shouldn't mean a death sentence. It is very sad.

This. Mind you, little drug runners turn into big drug runners. So I’m ambivalent on the empathy stakes.

yeah lay off willy, in thailand it used to be a pre-requisite of going into politics

Originally Posted by Seekingasylum

and I got stiffed on some bum grass

Too much info thanks.

Originally Posted by Looper

There was something a bit off about the manner of the absent father who rocked up to shout hostilities at the accused in the video

Not really a portrait of prostrate sorrow and grief.

More like a pantomime of unsavoury posturing for the cameras

He’s a heterosexual Essex Britboy who was driven by anger and hate against the slimy chickenhead creep, not a fucking mincing queen or girlie.What else did you expect, you gormless twat.

More reasons to dislike SA...one thing worse than a drug peddlar is one that admits it.

Don’t be such a sanctimonious prick, Troy.

pablo escobar

My night club uniform at my peak comprised a purple tie-dyed T-shirt, a black velvet jacket with red stars and bright yellow loons. Cut quite a dash if I may so, all set off by luxuriant shoulder length hair and a goatee and ‘tache.

that smacks of nothing more than dumb stupidity.




that a dealer of pills and weed in the 70's hoping to earn a bit of bunce would display such sartorial and tonsorial inappropriateness and expect to go unhindered by the plod is the equivalent of a burglar wearing a black mask and striped shirt and carrying a sack over his shoulder with loot printed on it in large capital letters and to expecting to enjoy a long and successful career.

Originally Posted by taxexile

pablo escobar



that smacks of nothing more than dumb stupidity.




that a dealer of pills and weed in the 70's hoping to earn a bit of bunce would display such sartorial and tonsorial inappropriateness and expect to go unhindered by the plod is the equivalent of a burglar wearing a black mask and striped shirt and carrying a sack over his shoulder with loot printed on it in large capital letters and to expecting to enjoy a long and successful career.

Fucking hell sausages your doppelganger / apprentice
whiney coont has turned on you ,

Tax, that was the norm in 1972.

I sold windowpane and microdot acid in the night club and concerts. Hash, speed and weed was more a daytime deal. The acid I sold at 50p a tab and took the equivalent of my weekly DHSS supplementary benefit in one night.

I was very much into my Hawkwind phase in those days.

The police in those days were as subtle as Mary Whitehouse in a nudist colony.

Acid. I would do that now if I could get my hands on it.

my weekly DHSS supplementary benefit

oh dear.

you'll be receiving greens from cyrille for that admission.

BLD

has turned on you

only in the simple mind of a pickled bonehead such as yourself would reasoned debate and valid criticism be considered as "turning against" someone.

I didnt think you did reasoned debate and valid criticism ,how about you just let snaggers waffle on, he is at least giving us an honest glimpse into his youth, and in this instance his post is quite amusing, especially the description of his clubbing attire , he didnt describe his footwear though im guessing socks n sandals, The Groovy bastard

Tax, I was a nineteen year old counter culture foot soldier living alone and fending for myself alternating work with the dole according to the rhythms of my hedonistic lifestyle accommodating the need for rest and recuperation with the active pursuit of self indulgence and the need to get my end away in circumstances that allowed for psychedelic interaction.
I preferred the unorthodox path to most of my peers who matriculated from secondary education straight into university.
Essentially, I spent a week at Glastonbury in 1971 and did not effect re-entry into society for another year.

Originally Posted by misskit

Acid. I would do that now if I could get my hands on it.

Tricky stuff. If you’ve tripped before then you’ll know the experience but for first timers it should be viewed with some caution. I never sold acid knowingly to anyone who was a novice intent on dropping a tab on their own.

I spent a week at Glastonbury in 1971

pfffft!

and whilst you there were watching hawkwind and bowie? in 1971 i was hitchhiking through iran on my way to india!

either way, those were the days. we didnt know how lucky we were.

Pffft, you probably didnt know your ass from a hole in the ground either, probably still dont , but crack on with the stories boys, oh hang on if you were hitchhiking around iran in 1971 your hardly a boy, you un groovy bastard

I had just finished A levels the week before, so you must be ahead a bit Tax. There was no programme as such that year, no fences, no facilities of consequence and no food. It was free and the police pretty much stayed away. The bands that turned up played pro bono and I recall Edgar Broughton doing his Out demons, Out gig but the highlight was Arthur Brown pirouetting around the pyramid with his cranium ablaze screaming all sorts of gibberish that somehow made sense after I overdosed on Blue Cheer acid. The only sustenance to be had was indigestible macrobiotic oats dispensed by the Hare Krishna disciples which I think was also laced. If you saw Apocalypse Now and can remember the scene when our heroes make it to a camp at night where everyone is spaced out and the black guy is firing his M79 grenade launcher to a Hendrix soundtrack into the darkness much to the joy of the tripping boat gunner, then you might have an idea of what it was like.

Originally Posted by Troy

More reasons to dislike SA...one thing worse than a drug peddlar is one that admits it.

They provide a valuable service to the community with their entrepreneurial skills.

It's up to the buyer whether they want to dabble at the weekend or get fucked up on the stronger stuff. The notion that they are peddlers of misery lurking outside the school gates just isn't true. We all have a choice.