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[QUOTE=Pimpampoumpipo;2945089]If it's someone who BBFS I'm interested in knowing the girls he dates so I don't follow after him.[/QUOTE]If that is the case then you might want to stay away from Thailand. Or you might want to stick with the what I do not know will not hurt me mantra, because most of the girls are BBFS. It is like looking for a dentist that does not do fillings. It really comes along with the territory.
[QUOTE=Werqweq;2945073]Sometimes people post that anonymous girl at massage shop A was well into some thing I like (e.g. , could deepthroat really well), in which case I would also have liked to know her name.[/QUOTE]That guy could have also had a 2 inch dick. If I show up with my 9 inch dick expecting to copy his experience then I may have just wasted 1000 baht and 1 hour of my time. Go make your own experiences with the girls you choose.
To me these reports are just personal experiences and I have never looked at one and said to myself, I need to find that particular girl. Like Axel said, the fun in it to me is finding my own girl to have organic fun with. It is not because I can never get laid and feel the need to do certain things that I saw on a porno movie or that some other guy said he did in his report.
In the dimly lit corner of a popular online sex forum, where anonymity fueled all sorts of fantasies and desires, there was one user who stood out like a beacon of hypocrisy. His screen name was "Mr. Clean," and he was a regular in the threads discussing Thailand's nightlife, particularly the bar scene. Unlike many other members of the forum who would dive headfirst into lurid tales, Mr. Clean had positioned himself as a sort of moral authority on the subject. He was always preaching about the importance of safe sex and personal hygiene. His posts dripped with a sense of superiority, as if he had cracked the code that others were too careless or reckless to follow.
"Never go raw," he'd type out smugly in nearly every thread. "If you value your health, always wear protection. Don't be like these fools who think they're invincible. " His advice, while seemingly sensible, came off as condescending, especially considering the forum's tone was less about caution and more about indulgence.
Mr. Clean had another quirk that rubbed people the wrong way, he was notoriously stingy. In every post, he lamented the rising costs of bar fines and the prices the girls were charging for their time. "2000 baht? That's outrageous!" he'd complain. "I remember when it was half that, and they were twice as eager. " His warped sense of reality when it came to pricing baffled even the most seasoned forum veterans. It seemed he hadn't caught on that the world, much like the prices, had changed since the "good old days. " he often said if the bar owners don't get their act together, all the customers will go to Thai Friendly.
He would meticulously avoid any girl who had been mentioned in previous posts where someone admitted to not using protection. "Why would anyone be that reckless?" he'd write. "You're putting yourself and everyone else at risk. I'd never touch a girl who's been with someone that careless. " It was his personal code, his way of ensuring he was somehow cleaner, smarter, and safer than the rest of the forum's users.
But Mr. Clean lived in a bubble of denial. He had convinced himself that the girls he chose were somehow less involved in the risky behaviors he so loudly condemned. He seemed oblivious to the reality of the industry. Most of the girls had boyfriends, regular customers, and a complex personal life outside the bar, massage parlor or their customers from freelancing. Just because they were discreet about their other relationships didn't mean they were immune to the dangers Mr. Clean feared.
The double standard was glaring. Mr. Clean acted as though his safe sex practices, combined with his ability to steer clear of certain girls, made him untouchable. What he refused to acknowledge was that no matter how careful he was, he could never control what the girls did when they weren't with him. He was just another customer, not a savior from disease or misfortune. The reality was, the women he saw could have been with anyone, boyfriend who never used protection, or clients who offered extra for unprotected encounters.
But Mr. Clean clung to his warped sense of control, blissfully ignorant of the fact that his approach was flawed. In his mind, he was the shining example of caution, while the others were reckless thrill-seekers. He didn't realize that in the world he frequented, the lines between safe and unsafe were never as clear as he believed.
For all his lectures on prudence and frugality, Mr. Clean's stinginess and self-righteousness only further alienated him from the reality of the scene. While he patted himself on the back for being the "smart" one, the truth was that everyone, including him, was playing the same risky game. The difference was, he couldn't admit it. In the end, he continued to read and comment on posts by users he previously said he would ignore, kept complaining about bar owners needing to change their business models so customers wouldn't go to Thai Friendly, and he continued to preach about wanting to know what ladies were doing BBFS with other forum members so he could avoid them even though it's impossible to control who else those ladies fuck.
One online sex forum was notorious for the unfiltered conversations of its members. Discussions ranged from casual gossip to deep dives into the mechanics of nightlife, where bar owners, customers, and hostesses lived in a delicate balance.
It was on a particularly heated thread that Maxa regular on the forumdropped his controversial proposal. Max, a seasoned visitor of the city's most famous nightlife district, was frustrated by the endless cycle of bar fines and overpriced drinks. He believed the system was outdated and exploitative.
"Why can't these bars just let the ladies decide what they want?" Max wrote, starting his post with the casual arrogance of someone who believed he was onto a revolutionary idea. "They should be able to govern their own contact details. Why pay a bar fine when a lady can just decide for herself to leave and meet you later? And why waste money on drinks if you only want her number?
His message sent a ripple through the forum.
It wasn't long before the responses poured in, some curious, others hostile. One user, Dave, replied immediately: "Max, you're nuts! If bars let that happen, they'the all be out of business in a week!
Max, unbothered, replied, "I'm serious, man. The ladies should have more control. The current system is broken. It's just bars trying to squeeze out every baht they can. If they really cared about their staff, they'd let them keep all the earnings from the customers. " Otherwise customers will just use Thai Friendly and won't go to the bars.
Dave wasn't buying it. "You clearly don't get it. Those bar fines and drinks are what keep the lights on. You take that away, and bars have no income. Then where do these ladies go to work and if no place to work, customers won't have a place to have fun and drink with the ladies. Not every lady has what it takes to be a freelancer. ". They are happy to work in the bar.
Max argued back, "But the girls would still work! They would have more freedom to choose when and where they want to meet their customers. ".
The forum exploded. Some members cheered Max on, agreeing that the ladies should have more freedom. They argued that many customers would rather spend time directly with the hostesses than funnel money into the bar. But the more experienced members knew better.
One of them, a former bar manager named Tom, finally chimed in with a long, sobering post.
"Max, I ran a bar for years. Trust me, this idea is impossible. Bars aren't just places where girls hang out waiting to be 'chosen. ' They are businesses. The girls work there because the bar provides them with safety, structure, and customers. Those bar fines and drinks? That's the bar's way of staying afloat. The rent, the salaries, the security, all of it comes from that money. If you let customers walk in, get a girl's number, and walk out without spending anything, the whole system falls apart. No bar would last a month. ".
Tom's message was met with silence from Max.
Another user added, "If bars went with your plan, the owners wouldn't make enough to keep the place running. And if the bars close, where do you think the girls are going to go? They depend on those bars for their livelihood. ".
Max tried one last time. "But what if the girls just meet guys outside the bar? They can keep the money, and everyone wins!
Tom responded sharply, "Do you think the bar owners would just sit back and let that happen.
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2945083]I think everyone else understood this rant of mine to be about sharing contact details.
With all respect, your logic and motives are flawed. Why would you want to start helping to market a girl? Makes no sense unless you think she will give you freebies.[/QUOTE]I was not commenting on your post, which as you say was about something else, but on the text I quoted.
I wouldn't stretch it as far as me considering I'm really helping some girl just by mentioning her here, but if she was nice to me and gave me good service, then sure, if mentioning her here gives her an extra customer or two, I'm happy for her, and hope whatever brother follows up on my recommendation also receives similar good and friendly service. So everyone is happy. Same for restaurants, dentists, motorbike rental shops, etc.
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2945103]"Why can't these bars just let the ladies decide what they want?" Max wrote, starting his post with the casual arrogance of someone who believed he was onto a revolutionary idea. "They should be able to govern their own contact details. Why pay a bar fine when a lady can just decide for herself to leave and meet you later? And why waste money on drinks if you only want her number?.[/QUOTE]I guess Max doesn't realize bars have to pay salaries to these girls and that's not cheap especially for top gogo girls. I knew a girl who worked in a little bar on Soi 2(?) in Pattaya and I couldn't believe it when she showed me her base salary on her week's pay. Have no idea how that bar was surviving paying out around 10 girls and never seeing more than 2 customers in the bar.
I also assume Max has never heard of Thermae. Girls make up whatever price they want, work when they want, and customers pay no barfine.
[QUOTE=Werqweq;2945117]I was not commenting on your post, which as you say was about something else, but on the text I quoted.
I wouldn't stretch it as far as me considering I'm really helping some girl just by mentioning her here, but if she was nice to me and gave me good service, then sure, if mentioning her here gives her an extra customer or two, I'm happy for her, and hope whatever brother follows up on my recommendation also receives similar good and friendly service. So everyone is happy. Same for restaurants, dentists, motorbike rental shops, etc.[/QUOTE]I know you were not commenting directly on my post, but this discussion started because of my post. Therefore, it makes sense I would comment on what you posted.
I agree with what you are saying, but you are not talking about contact details then.
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2945100] Mr. Clean[/QUOTE]I think you miss Mr. Clean so much that you keep writing all this about him after all this time.
Why don't you tell him you love him <3 ?
[QUOTE=BananaBoi;2945121] Have no idea how that bar was surviving paying out around 10 girls and never seeing more than 2 customers in the bar.[/QUOTE][B]Money Laundering![/B]
I have a friend that spent his entire career in law enforcement as a criminal investigator. One of his assignments was to investigate money laundering. A bar (cash business) is the perfect structure run dirty money through and turn it into clean money.
You have your legitimate expenses which you pay as the cost of doing business. Then you inflate your invoices and receipts in such away the allows you to run the dirty money through the system and have it come out as clean money. If you don't want to pay taxes you simply make sure that the business is barely breaking even.
The individuals running the business and working for the business do not even have to know what is happening behind the scenes. All they know is that the business may or may not be making money. If you have a money person that handles everything for the business not even the manager knows the true numbers overall. They just know what is happening with the business. Everybody is getting paid. They are keeping their mouth shut. Problems in the bar, send a fixer. Everybody comes correct when they see how good your fixer is at performing maintenance (wink, wink).
Part 2:
Unbeknownst to the members of the forum, Mr. Clean had a second identityone that was far less about preaching safe sex and far more about pushing a twisted agenda. This other persona went by the name "Max," and Max was a different breed of stingy. While Mr. Clean focused on moral superiority, Max had a more mercenary approach to the nightlife scene.
Max had a bizarre theory, which he shared relentlessly on the forum: bars should let customers meet and exchange contact details with the ladies for free. His argument? "If the bars keep charging for drinks and bar fines, customers will just stop going and use ThaiFriendly or Tinder instead. The girls would be smarter to hand out their numbers for free, otherwise, the bars will lose all their business. ".
Max's posts sparked constant debates, and the seasoned veterans of the forum often ridiculed him. "Why would a girl give you her number for free if you aren't even willing to buy her a drink?" they'the counter. But Max was adamant. He saw himself as a pioneer of sorts, leading the charge toward a "better" systemone where he didn't have to part with a single baht to meet the girls. In reality, he was just too cheap to pay the going rates, but he masked it with grandiose statements about changing the game.
Despite the differences in tone and approach, a few forum members began to notice some eerie similarities between Max and Mr. Clean. They both had an odd way of ranting about the "good old days," where everything was cheaper and easier, and both had an obsession with finding ways to avoid paying. Mr. Clean's moral superiority about safe sex seemed oddly aligned with Max's crusade for avoiding bar fines. But no one ever confronted them, assuming they were just two eccentric voices in the crowd.
Meanwhile, Mr. Clean continued his righteous tirades. He had a strange relationship with the most respected forum member. The King, a user who consistently posted detailed, engaging stories about his adventures. This member was known for being a thrill-seeker who sometimes admitted to taking risks, which drove Mr. Clean up the wall.
Whenever this forum legend would share a new post, Mr. Clean would announce loudly, "I don't even read his posts. He's too reckless for me. " And yet, without fail, Mr. Clean would always find a way to comment. He would critique the smallest details or passive-aggressively comment about how he would never stoop so low as to meet the kind of girls this guy does. The contradiction didn't go unnoticed, but it seemed Mr. Clean was too caught up in his own bubble to care.
Then, one day, a new profile appeared on the forum: "Mr. Pimp. ".
Mr. Pimp was loud, obnoxious, and, unsurprisingly, shared some very familiar viewpoints. He talked about how "the bars are nothing but a scam" and how the girls were "all out to get rich quick. " he offered unsolicited advice about negotiating prices and "training" girls to give customers better deals. It didn't take long before forum members began to connect the dots. The tone, the stinginess, the bizarre theoriesit was Max, it was Mr. Clean, and now, it was Mr. Pimp, all rolled into one.
But Mr. Pimp was different in one significant way, he had completely dropped the pretense of being morally superior or even remotely interested in safe sex. He was bitter, cynical, and openly hostile toward the very girls he frequented. He'd complain endlessly about how the scene had changed, how the girls were "lazy" and "greedy," and how the customers should take control. His posts were filled with delusions of grandeur, where he imagined himself as some kind of kingpin, schooling everyone on how the game should be played.
What Mr. Clean once hid behind self-righteousness and what Max cloaked in cheapness was now out in the open with Mr. Pimp. The whole facade had crumbled, revealing the biggest loser of them all, a man so caught up in his own delusions, he had to create three separate personas to navigate a world he refused to understand.
The forum eventually caught on. Members began calling out Mr. Pimp for his ludicrous ideas, noting the eerie similarity to Mr. Clean and Max. The three profiles, once distinct, had become a running joke, the embodiment of someone who couldn't deal with the realities of the bar scene.
But the real joke was that Mr. Clean, Max, and Mr. Pimp were just masks for the same person desperate for control, lost in his warped sense of superiority, and blind to the fact that, no matter how many personas he created, he was the one being played.
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2945150]Part 2:
Unbeknownst to the members of the forum, Mr. Clean had a second identityone....[/QUOTE]You see him everywhere.
Don't defend yourself, everyone knows you love him <3 . Because you often talk about him in your long posts. I've seen several of them and probably not all of them.
Do you also dream about him in your sleep?
The final act of Mr. Clean's saga came with the bizarre antics of his latest persona, Mr. Pimp. Despite the bombastic rants and self-proclaimed expertise on how to "fix" the bar scene, or self proclaimed medical advice about safe sex, Mr. Pimp couldn't help but fixate on one thing: the King, the best and most respected forum member, the one Mr. Clean had always claimed to ignore.
Although Mr. Clean had made it clear he "never reads" the King's posts, Mr. Pimp would inexplicably drop random, nonsensical comments about him. In one post, Mr. Pimp rambled about how "the King must be missing one of the Pimp’s personas," or how "the King seems lost without his usual crew. " The comments made no sense and were often out of context, leaving other forum members scratching their heads.
"How does Mr. Pimp even know what the King is up to if he never reads his posts?" one user asked in a thread. It was the final nail in the coffin. Everyone realized what had been obvious all alongMr. Clean, Max, and Mr. Pimp were obsessed with the King and his stories, despite all their claims of superiority or indifference.
It was as if Mr. Pimp's mask had slipped for good. In his desperation to undermine the King, he had unintentionally exposed the truth: hes been following the King's posts religiously the entire time, obsessing over every detail, desperately trying to compete with someone he could never measure up to.
The forum, once a stage for Mr. Clean's hypocritical sermons and Max's penny-pinching crusades, now saw Mr. Pimp for what he really was, a bitter man, lost in his own delusions, endlessly chasing shadows of those he envied most.
[QUOTE=Pimpampoumpipo;2942338] Keep your long and uninteresting thoughts to yourself. You're wasting your time I don't read them, they bore me.[/QUOTE]My rant for the day. Hmmmmmmm
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2945168]My rant for the day. Hmmmmmmm[/QUOTE]There are so many Everything Thai posts that I don't know which one to answer anymore. Actually I haven't read them, please give me a summary for tomorrow.
Sorry I'm going to bed now I'm going to read in my bed.
I can't wait to read your next post.
See you tomorrow.
Have beautiful dreams.
[QUOTE=Paolo99;2945123]This is the kind of Uzbek girls you'll find in the Indian clubs in Pattaya.
10 K bahts if you're interrested.[/QUOTE]I find it hard to believe she is getting 10 k regularly from our PaJeet brothers.