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a straw, a broom handle and those slippery noodles. Still the ferocious gambling that took place during the Noodles sucking competition is what led to her running battle with the SC girls, (a force not to be taken lightly)

Things got really nasty when they started to use black squid ink linguini.

And launch attacks on each other in broad daylight and in heavily tourist-ed areas, the carnage was overwhelming

Acting Police Sargent, Adolf Porno was making notes in his little book. From his vantage point, discuised as a trash can, he was taking a dim view. On the other hand, the failing light, and his failing eyesight, meant that the world was, generally, a dim place. "These food fights will have to stop", he muttered, between sips of cold tea.

He then called head quarters and told his desk Sargent that he needed back up and he needed it now, men in full riot gear,,, tear gas, rubber bullets, balaclavas the fuvking works

Inspector Bribe-easy led his men up the shopping mall and then twice round the golf course, just for fun. As they skidded to a halt, on the dusty cobbles, riot gear, shields, battons and a couple of inflaitable sheep joined the exhaused men on the ground. Ello, ello, ello, wheezed the inspector, remembering some old Jack Warner movie,

then unholstering his side arm he ordered his men to open fire on the little man outside the 7/11 who was eating noodles in a particularly aggressive and disrespectful manner

Slipped Into His Plastic Bag With His Oblicitory Plastic Straw, Khup He Said To The Pimpley Braced Face Youngster,who Smiled And Rolled Her Lazy Eye In A Flirty Up And Down This Dusky Little Man..'mmm' He Thought, Maybe I Should

introduce myself to her Mum as she has a brother that operates the local chemist store ,, mabe I can get a discount on

a big bag of valium with which to drugg the farang and rob them blind

At was at that point the cops opened fire...

hitting the noodle eating man in the arse making him jump up and down which in turn spooked the people inside the 7/11 who all came running out of the shop

and ran into the hail of bullets being fired by Somchai's not so elite marksmen. Carnage was seemingly inevitable. However,

one small child did escape the random shootings by holding up a thousand baht note thus making him more noticeable to the BIB who didn't like their money covered in blood

everyone else ran, unharmed, as the firing squad were distracted by the money and forgot what they were doing

they all rush en-mass towards the 1000baht note

the child drops the note in fear of the rabid, slavering mass, it flew down the street, across an 8 lane road, with cars going at breakneck speeds

the drivers in their haste to get to the latest coconut tree shrine in Pattaya took no notice of the child and no avoiding action either

which was lucky as the child was stood on the pavement, the police though, ran straight into the traffic, heedless of the traffic, fixated on the note, relying on the protection of their tattoo's which they were told would save them...

from bullets, bombings and all forms of road traffic accidents, but they were about to be taught a lesson in superstition and gibberish

as a petrol carrying juggernaut mashed into them and blew up, crushing and then incinerating them all. The child picked up the note as it was blown back and went to 7-11 to buy some sweets.

Bugger me thought a passing Japanese tourist, an act of devin intervention

Or justice served....the Jap continued down the street and hailed a taxi, as he wanted to go to a jap only bar, where those big cocked farangs weren't allowed...

when he arrived at the bar he went straight into trap 3 for a pony , but was given the largest portion he had ever had up his ringpiece ( why you do to me ? ) he exclaimed in broken Japathailish