Indentifying Prostitutes In The Provinces

[somtamslap]

It's not exactly hard to spot blatant whores who'll hungrily chow down on a shrivelled member belonging to a 150 kg irrate Iranian who perpetually reeks of japatis and curry sauce, for the princely sum of 2 quid and a Mama Cup.

I'm obviously not talking about the little baboons in Pattaya or Bangkok whom can typically be seen swinging round rusty poles whilst gyrating their baggy vaginas in the direction of perplexed fat and ugly gentlemen who had forgotten what it was like to get a boner...no, no, no...I'm talking about those on civvy street who've met a nice but incredibly thick foreign chap whose foolishly parted with a ridiculous amount cash so the new love of his life who finished her education at the ripe old age of 10 months can now live in her families village away from the gropes and lunges of ten thousand pissed-up fat Germans.

Normally when Nong or Ning or Nang or Nads or whatever stupid 'nickname' she may have been allocated or allocated herself, reaches the village where her mother will be sat in the same fucking position as she was when she sent her daughter into the big city to take it up the arse, Mater and Pater will be customarily holding out their grubby mits to rid poor old Nong of her arse money then send her straight back to get it up the jacksy again.

These types stand out almost as much as their tatoos which invariably look like they've been administered by a blind rhionocerous.

So, there I was, minding my own fucking business as per..well, sort of, I'm a proper nosey cnut if I'm honest..downloading some shit (If you haven't seen it The Inbetweeners ROCKS) in the Internet shop, when in bundles this calamity of a women who starts demanding a web-cam for her CPU. Immediately, I know this old dog better than she knows herself..the conversation about to take place will be with that of a middle-aged white male who probably works in a fucking factory or something and the prevalent topic of the discussion will of course be HIS MONEY..

Naturally, I was spot on and from the outset (I wasn't listening intently or anything) the dialogue commenced thus:

Wench: Hello darling ( I fucking hate that shit..sounds so false)
*I couldn't hear what the bloke was saying so it's one way traffic*
Wench: Eye me pain! ( "Eye me??" ..another tell tale sign)
Wench: See? (She thrusts her eye right up to the camera)
Wench: Me no money meet doctor (quelle surprise)
Wench: Expensive mak mak (and with this I felt moved enough to walk past her monitor and get a look at the chap on the other end - all the boxes ticked in my initial estimation which were noted previously..except he looked like he was nearly dead.

And for my next trick..I will now become a private investigator.

Any potential clients out there can reach me on my new hotline number:

555-KNOB ROT

[TafkaB]

Ok, so you saw a Thai women scamming a foreigner on msn/skype at the local internet shop.

Is there a part 2 coming?

[withnallstoke]

"She" showed her eye in the internet cafe?
Did you get an up skirt shot?

[somtamslap]

Is there a part 2 coming?

My investigations could lead to the local whorehouse, so we'll see..

[DrAndy]

did you follow her home

and what happened?

[sabaii sabaii]

what's indentifying ?

Is that the next step after frotteuring ?

[withnallstoke]

belonging to a 150 kg irrate Iranian who perpetually reeks of japatis and curry sauce

The CIA have a reward out for that bastard.

[brettandlek]

Ok, so you saw a Thai women scamming a foreigner on msn/skype at the local internet shop.

Is there a part 2 coming?

Hope so, coz this is nothing new with all respect to the poster.

[DrAndy]

with all respect to the poster.

great, deserves a green

[Bangyai]

"She" showed her eye in the internet cafe?
Did you get an up skirt shot?

Have to go to Pattaya for that. In a cafe on soi Bua Khao once, the horney piece next to me kept holding the webcam between her legs and out of the corner of my eye, ( make that fixated eye ) I could see from the screen shot that she was wearing no knickers. Would have been a pleasant experience if it hadn't been marred by her boyfriends bell end occupying a more prominent part of the moniter.

[withnallstoke]

I could see from the screen shot that she was wearing no knickers.

Love it.
I may stop paying tot their monthly extortion fee and start using internet cafes.

[The Fresh Prince]

Was he from Worcestershire then?

[teddy]

prostitutes in the provinces are invariable dark, have kids from a Thai man and are with fat middle-aged western men

[DrAndy]

and a happy Easter to you

[Begbie]

Which Province is Teddy from ?

[withnallstoke]

Which Province is Teddy from ?

Georgia?

[klong toey]

When i first moved to Sheffield,i was walking into the city center one evening.
I was stopped by a woman who asked me if i had a cigarette,yes i replied.
I gave her the cigarette struck her a light.
She then asked me if i would like sex with her.
Easy to spot in Sheffield.

[withnallstoke]

^ Where was the prostitute?

Using matchlight to look for prostitutes smacks of desperation.

[TafkaB]

and the people said duh duhhh!



Next time you see her hold up a sign behind her head that says "Trust me, she's a whore, there's even a thread about her on www.teakdoor.com" and report back.

[klong toey]

^ Where was the prostitute?

Using matchlight to look for prostitutes smacks of desperation.

Why do you want to know where she was,it was a long time ago probably OD by now.
Or at least in her early 50s.
I was very naive in them days,first few days in a city.
Anyway if you fancy cruising,try heading along Neepsend lane.

[withnallstoke]

Why do you want to know where she was,it was a long time ago probably OD by now. Or at least in her early 50s.

I was a student at Sheffield Poly back in '77, and often used to dress in drag and loiter outside the Wappentake cadging ciggies off handsome men.
Just curious.

[OhOh]

^ Where was the prostitute?

"Hole in the ground" - is that still there?

[klong toey]

Why do you want to know where she was,it was a long time ago probably OD by now. Or at least in her early 50s.

I was a student at Sheffield Poly back in '77, and often used to dress in drag and loiter outside the Wappentake cadging ciggies off handsome men.
Just curious.

Thought that was a mirkin,i had a mouth full of hair after.
You must have lived in the posh end of town,i lived in Pitsmoor

[withnallstoke]

Thought that was a mirkin,i had a mouth full of hair after.

Oddly, i had a bald 'ariss after some rude bugger munched their way through my belongings.

You must have lived in the posh end of town

I did. Doncaster.

[OhOh]

I did. Doncaster.

No Rotherham was the pits.

The smell of burning coke, the flashes from the rolling mills.

You knew you were near.