Yesterday night I had the pleasure of hanging out with Mr. Ent. And his boy. I tought it was to be a nice famility thing of dad and son going fishing together, but no, he meant just another guy. As I meet them at Candy Shop they were sitting like Al Capone and Al Pacino, minus the cigars, plus the Thai ladies, that now I will proceed to describe in full detail. Mr E's. Lady is Thai, and his friend's lady is Thai too, but has braces.
I have to say that Candy shop has the interesting property of looking big from outside, but it's small inside. Opening cerimonial done, soon we proceeded to anyone's favorite, Lucifer. It was way early just after midnight, for the record Red Label bottle goes for Bt 1, 850 and may be the best deal when sharing.
Ladies started getting in and I invited one to sit next to us. About her looks we must be clear, attractive perhaps, hot she wasn't. Shortie and slim but with no waiste line, cute face but no doll, covered legs, so who can tell about that. She smiled and all good, after a while a young muscular dude came to dance and press her a little, in a game that she played.
I said to Mr Ent,"the only problem with young men is that they have no less money than us". I'm not sure if he got what I meant because he had previously switched his language to me to Spanish, anyway he nodded as if agreeing.
How wrong I was! After a while I see the guy pointing his own face as to say, I'm handsome, I want it free. At that point I broke in internal laughs, having seen this identical scene countless times.
As out bottle was emptied we had no more reason to stay, as we left. Mr E. And friend made a beeline to the nearest doner kebab, where they were well know and given two large servings each, without even asking. I was happy with pad thai at 40 Bt. We then split, and I went erratical for a while.
I catched the above said young lady walking alone at the mouth of Walking Street toward 2nd road. I quickly tagged, and threw my bait to satisfy my curiosity, "Hello again, you look so sexy, what about 3, 000 Bt". No way I would have paid that, but I wanted to see her reaction. She just said "solly solly" and kept looking at her smartphone, BTW that is a very dangerous thing to do when crossing Thai streets, I hope she made home in one piece. That much for the "buyer market", ahahah!
Not satisfied again yet I went for a look to Marine, where soon I was the subject of the fake drunk girl comedy. This one is done like that, at a table a girl appears to have had a small difference with a guy, in this case it was a young Asian? Thai? guy. The comedy plot as follow, the inebriated girl will lean on you and show to "be thankful" that you're there to separate her from the annoying other male. I'm not sure how this table game is supposed to end, perhaps because I couldn't care less.
Now all that can be fun for a while, but this girl was chubby, did not smelled like Rose Pussy from Paris, and couldn't really act. Willing to play the game I contributed 100 Bt toward her following drink, that was quickly accepted. She wasn't, of course, much drunk and even less troubled, so I soon moved on to another slighlty better one.
I was a little fooled by her looks, just in between strawberries picker and the girl on Teamviever website, anyway after 3 minutes she demostrated to have the equivalent brain and empathy of of a mussel, for which she was promptly ditched at the bottom of Marine's infamous stairs. Always proceeding with prevailing traffic flow I scootered my lone ass toward Mixx, but not after having met again Mr Ent's friend and missus, having a 3rd? 4th? taste of Thai stall food delicacies.
At Mixx the situation wasn't any better. By now I got to know the only two good looking residents, one is slim, always white dressed with semi-curly hair adorned with a flower, she was all over the small blonde from Pattaya news TV, I mean the white one with such a thick eye makup that make you wonder how many direct cumshots it would take to just smear it a little.
The other one is also (guess) slim and white dressed, but paired with a fat crooked legs one. Too bad they all are (including the fattie) stuck-up bitches of the worst kind.
Nothign to be had, nothing having lost, I called it a night and that was it.