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[QUOTE=HoustonPlayer;2959209]I don't disagree with most of your post however I think you're wrong about the creator of El Mexicant. I thought El Mexicant was the latest incarnation of MonkeyPaw.[/QUOTE]MonkeyPaw is one of his other profiles. He has so many I can't keep track. He opens them all and tries to become an unmoderated senior member. When he fails, he closes the profile down and starts all over again.
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2959009]What the hell is going on in the Pattaya section? Other than Sub's most recent posts after mine, there are no good trip reports.[/QUOTE]There might be a clue in that statement! LOL!
Like what happened in the DR forums, a fun, sometime outrageous, but always enthusiastic fan base, declined in direct proportion to the rising level of toxicity, flame wars, and personal attacks. It's just not worth a normal, average monger's time to have a positive report attacked, sliced, diced and even misquoted.
It's nothing new, just a phenomena which sees a former respectful exchange of opinions in a forum turned into a pissing match, with personal insults, by a few self important posters for "control of the board".
It's a one way street.
Human nature! Seen it since my early days on AOL bulletin boards, with 14,400 modems, before there was a WWW. LOL.
(Disclaimer I clicked on to this Forum for the first time in 15 years, after I heard that a certain poster referred to me here, by the label he awarded me. (Post #3091. Thai Rants).
And after he made me a ludicrous "offer" (Post #179, DR Rants) to:
[B]Quote Originally Posted by SubCmdr [ViewOriginalPost].
[I]I am waiting for you to drop the beef. Let me have my say about Sosua and you can have your say. Then we both just leave it alone. But if you wish to continue, please go ahead. [/QUOTE][/I][/B]
Wonder how many posters fell for that shit?
But Flash!
Today, he posts that he is "here" in the DR, so if that is not just a typo, your gain, maybe our loss! LOL.
A couple of weeks ago, I gave him 6 months before he crashes and burns in Thailand and runs out of MF's to attack!
I may have been a little too generous, but we'll have to wait and see!
Peace to mongers everywhere, whatever you choices!
[QUOTE=Allover;2959050]There is nothing wrong with people who have a different posting style although your more traditional type of posts are invaluable. [b]I find some different type of posts, like calling people motherfuckers, far more offensive and in greater need to be called out[/b].[/QUOTE]So, you come onto a site where the purpose is to share information on having sex with girls (an adult topic), you come into the [B]Rants[/B] portion of those threads (the most aggressive) and yet cannot handle adult language between men.
Going through all that trouble to type way way over a thousand words. And then got pulled a Negan. LOL.
It's like this. They say. Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, I've never seen anybody do the things you do before. They say. Move for me, move for me, move for me. And when you're done, I'll make you do it all again.
So yep, keep dancing. Shine all the way.
[QUOTE]So the minimum wage is supposed to go up to 400 baht / day in January, but businesses say they can not afford to pay each employee an additional 73 baht per day. [i]Business groups have spoken out against the planned increase and say a nationwide flat rate is impractical given the differences in economic conditions in different provinces. Mr Phiphat said earlier that studies had shown the change would result in employers paying about 73 baht more per employee on a daily basis.[/i]
[b]Meanwhile, in Pattaya[/b].[/QUOTE]So here we have another (compound expletive deleted) making a post that has NOTHING to do with having sex with girls in the [B]Pattaya Reports[/B] thread. Should have been in the [B]General Reports[/B] thread as it is an article that has to do with labor law throughout Thailand. Zero do with having sex with girls in Thailand.
[B]What was the point he was trying to make[/B]?
[QUOTE=ElMexicant;2959386]Going through all that trouble to type way way over a thousand words. And then got pulled a Negan. LOL.
It's like this. They say. Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, I've never seen anybody do the things you do before. They say. Move for me, move for me, move for me. And when you're done, I'll make you do it all again.
So yep, keep dancing. Shine all the way.[/QUOTE]ElMexicant.
Let me make this crystal clear. Sneaking food from hotel buffets like its your personal grocery aisle isnt just tacky; its embarrassing. Show some self-respect and pay like everyone else.
And while were at it, your behavior at the gym? Cut it out. Nobody wants to deal with someone who doesnt understand basic boundaries. People go there to work out, not to feel uncomfortable or watched.
And lets not forget the whole cheap act. Its not just about the free buffet hustleits a pattern. Too cheap to pay, too shameless to care. Get it together and act like someone whos actually got their life in order.
This isnt a request. Its time to step up and act like an adult. Consider this your wake-up call.
And dont even get me started on how easy it would be for me to write a thousand words about you. Seriously, technology's incredible these days. Its amazing what I could put together with just a few taps on a keyboard and a little common sense, a concept you might want to look up, by the way. Believe me, I could turn every cheap stunt, every cringe-worthy move, into a novel thatd make people laugh and cringe in equal measure. So, if you dont want that story written, start changing the narrative.
[QUOTE=ElMexicant;2958962]1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 days a week the college girls be begging. To get a guy that sexually performs. So whenever I get horny I go to the dorm. Went to the dorm Sunday around midnight. I saw a hunny and she gave me an invite. To her room and said that she had been scoping me in English class and now she was hoping. Just to talk (yeah right) but now instead, since we was alone she'd rather get me into bed. I nibbled on her ear and said I hope your in condition. Then she got down in a yoga like position. Took off her clothes and said her name was Dianna. Her chest was bigger than the state of Indiana. She said let's get busy, I don't want to lose ya and needless to say I knocked it like a Hoosier.[/QUOTE]
Oh, and Indiana? Really? Nothing says romance and intrigue like comparing a woman's chest to the American Midwest. Next time, maybe get out of the freshman creative writing workshop and shoot for something with a little more subtlety. But hey, good luck with your literary endeavors just maybe try a rewrite or two. Or ten.
Listen, champ, let's address the giant neon sign flashing "CREEP" over this entire narrative. Strolling into a dorm "whenever you get horny" like it's a fast-food drive-thru? Yeah, that's the definition of next-level creep status. And newsflash: nobody's impressed. If you think lurking around campus dorms and narrating your, uh, "conquests" is something worth bragging about, let me be the first to tell you it's not. It's not suave, it's not cool, and it's definitely not the fantasy you think it is. It's the kind of thing that, in real life, gets you a quick meeting with the Thai police and a one way ticket to the Bangkok Hilton where your ladyboy cell mate has his way with you. So maybe, for everyone's sake, dial down the "college girls be begging" rhetoric and try treating people like, I don't know, human beings.
Oh, and lets not even get started on the completely fabricated nature of this sad little tale. Saw a hunny in English class, scoping me out? What are we, in a rom-com? You really think a girl just spontaneously picked you out of a sea of people, and decided to invite you to her dorm at midnight? Please. The only thing youve got in common with that story is the sheer desperation to sound like youre living in some high school movie. The reality is probably more like you awkwardly stared at her across the room until she noticed, then quickly texted your buddies about how you got some just to keep up with your own sad delusion. Lets be real, this is all about as believable as you being the next James Bond. So, until you get a grip and stop embarrassing yourself, lets agree to keep the delusions on the shelf where they belong.
[QUOTE=EihTooms;2959157]I was put on "Hold For Moderation" here several years ago for some sort of infraction that nobody in Admin could or would clarify and I have been on it ever since. Despite my PMs to Admin and Mods to check into it and let me know what it would take for me to be taken off of it. No reply.
Consequently, I dismiss the idea of writing a Field Report that informs any interested parties here when and where I know there are 18-22 year old hotties ready and willing to lavish punters with super low cost no hassle, no discussion Real Sex / BBFSCIP because I suspect by the time that report gets posted hours and hours later they will all have been taken or moved on elsewhere to parts unknown.
Oh well.[/QUOTE]Yep, that's why I don't do field reports while sitting on the steps of Thermae at 2 am.
[QUOTE=ElMexicant;2959174]Need to interrupt your programming for an important message. See below pic. Enuf said.
(Thank you and now you may continue with those keyboard strokes and that of the other stimulating kind to each other). Chicken tikka masala for everyone but not for everything. LOL.[/QUOTE]Alright, here's the deal. You've got our attention—congratulations, you've interrupted our schedule. But you better be prepared, because I'm about to bring the heat. Chicken tikka masala for everyone? Seriously? What are you, a food delivery service for mediocrity? Let's get one thing straight: if you're going to waste our time with this weak, half-baked nonsense, you better come up with something that actually matters.
Keyboard strokes and "stimulating kinds"? Cut the crap. We're not in a high school debate club. Either say something of value or shut the hell up and let the grown-ups handle the conversation. If you want to keep playing with your little LOLs, I suggest you do it on a platform for nine your olds.
And don't even get me started on that chicken tikka nonsense. You think you can serve up some half-assed joke and that'll impress us? Think again. Keep it moving, pal, or I'll have your "programming" pulled faster than you can blink.
[QUOTE=ElMexicant;2955199]No worries. But like I said before, the moment I saw you wearing dress shoes with Nike gym shorts at Soi 6 under dark shades, I decided not to bully short bus kids anymore. It's beneath me at my level. So rarely do I comment directly at somebody. Think of it as mercy on your soul. Confusion is just the best way to ease our minds from the onslaught of information we can't grasp. It's a protection mechanism for the stupid. There I go again. Sorry. The poorly disconnected.[/QUOTE]Oh, honey, you're like a walking self-esteem crisis wrapped in a delusional manifesto. Look, I get it. You're trying so hard to sound like you've got something profound to say, but you're just another overinflated balloon of ignorance with a fancy thesaurus. You think you're untouchable, don't you? But all you've really done is wrap your pathetic attempt at being deep in a big, shiny bow of stupidity.
Let's break it down for you: First off, you've got the audacity to critique my outfit while you look like you raided a Goodwill donation bin after a frat party. You want to talk about "level"? I'm on a level you couldn't even comprehend if you spent the rest of your life trying to Google it. You're too busy trying to convince yourself you matter while the rest of the world is actively ignoring you.
And that "mercy on your soul" line? Please. You couldn't give mercy if it slapped you across the face, you pretentious little amateur. You think your confusing, self-righteous babble is going to make anyone care? You're not an enigma, you're just a sad, poorly-disguised cry for attention. So keep talking, sweetheart. It's adorable how you think you're still relevant. Spoiler alert: You're not.
[QUOTE=Nyezhov;2959016]Hey ghetto thug worshiping suckhole. I was in Thailand two weeks ago and I'm right next door in Cambodia.[/QUOTE]Oh don't think I forgot about you.
Look who decided to show up the genius who thinks Cambodia is some sort of vacation paradise. Let me break it to you, pal: Cambodia is where the lowest of the low go to hide. It's where the kind of scumbags who couldn't hack it in real cities like Bangkok end up trying to make a name for themselves. If you were in Thailand, maybe you should've stayed there. You know, where things actually happen. Cambodia? That's where desperate losers go when they've been chased out of somewhere real. You're not impressing anyone with your little "next door" story.
Oh, I worship a "ghetto thug," huh? That's the best you've got? You're so far off the mark it's not even funny. You think throwing out dumbass labels like that is going to get under my skin? Newsflash, pal, it's just making you look like a clueless idiot. I don't need to follow other members to get my kicks. But you? You're the one who's obsessed with trying to pin me into some corner that doesn't even exist. Maybe you should stop projecting your pathetic little fantasies and grow up. But then again, given the level of intelligence you're working with, that might be asking too much. Stick to your lame assumptions, because they're the only thing you seem to be good at.
[QUOTE=EverythingThai;2959442]Oh don't think I forgot about you.
Look who decided to show up the genius who thinks Cambodia is some sort of vacation paradise. Let me break it to you, pal: Cambodia is where the lowest of the low go to hide. It's where the kind of scumbags who couldn't hack it in real cities like Bangkok end up trying to make a name for themselves. If you were in Thailand, maybe you should've stayed there. You know, where things actually happen. Cambodia? That's where desperate losers go when they've been chased out of somewhere real. You're not impressing anyone with your little "next door" story.
Oh, I worship a "ghetto thug," huh? That's the best you've got? You're so far off the mark it's not even funny. You think throwing out dumbass labels like that is going to get under my skin? Newsflash, pal, it's just making you look like a clueless idiot. I don't need to follow other members to get my kicks. But you? You're the one who's obsessed with trying to pin me into some corner that doesn't even exist. Maybe you should stop projecting your pathetic little fantasies and grow up. But then again, given the level of intelligence you're working with, that might be asking too much. Stick to your lame assumptions, because they're the only thing you seem to be good at.[/QUOTE]Blow me you piece of shit see*nt. You are a overly verbose attention seeking asshole with evidently an anger management problem.
[QUOTE=HoustonPlayer;2959209]I don't disagree with most of your post however I think you're wrong about the creator of El Mexicant. I thought El Mexicant was the latest incarnation of MonkeyPaw.[/QUOTE]I met MonkeyPaw one night. Cool dude.
[QUOTE=ElMexicant;2959174]Need to interrupt your programming for an important message. See below pic. Enuf said.
(Thank you and now you may continue with those keyboard strokes and that of the other stimulating kind to each other). Chicken tikka masala for everyone but not for everything. LOL.[/QUOTE]Oh, look at you big spender with the cartoon monkey and some girl who probably wouldnt give you the time of day if she knew who was on the other end of this post. Whats the plan here? Flash some cash and hope she magically appears in your sad little life? Hate to break it to you, but no amount of cheap graphics or crumpled bills is going to change the fact that you're just another lonely, delusional wannabe.
And wait, who am I kidding? You don't even have a wallet because you're cheap as hell! You're out here pretending to be some high-roller when you're probably scraping together change for instant noodles. And lets talk about that pathetic Ape Fitness branding. What are you? The creepy gym stalker lurking in the corner? You actually think anyone in this forum cares? Newsflash: they don't. The only thing anyone is thinking when they see this is how pathetic you look sneaking into hotels for the free breakfast, trying to pass yourself off as something you're not. And lets be real, you're that creepy gym rat who thinks he's Gods gift to the ladies, strutting around like some kind of prize when really, you're just making everyone uncomfortable. You’re not impressing anyone, buddy. The only thing you're lifting is the collective cringe level every time you try to flex. Women aren't flocking to you they're probably avoiding eye contact and praying you don't try to strike up a conversation. Face it: you're not Gods gift to anyone, least of all the poor souls stuck sharing gym space with you.
Keep dreaming, champ. Maybe one day you’ll realize it takes more than a fantasy, free buffet leftovers, and a reputation as the local gym weirdo to impress anyone worth a damn. Until then, enjoy your sad little shrine of desperation.
This might be the best, maybe true, maybe fictional, story ever told. There was a meet up at a named Thai bar in Pattaya awhile back. All the guys who went knew each other from a somewhat anonymous chat group. There were four guys in total. First guy to arrive was named SWIM. Then the others who came later were Brother Louie, Santa, and lastly, one who like to be called the Snake.
Hot topic of discussion that night was about a fifth guy from the chat room named AlwaysStinkyGuy. Apparently, ASG ruffled up some feathers weeks before with some nonsense bickering and then found it a great idea to give open invites to all the members to meet him in person. How easy was it for those had a distain for ASG simply impersonate or pretend they were just seeking friendly advice or be someone else? Yep, that damn easy to pump his ego up for a big fall.
Brother Louie confessed to the group what he did. ASG was addicted to alcohol. Felt that without it, there was no party. No fun to he had. All it took was to meet up with him, and simply buy ASG a bunch of free drinks from the bar. And while he was bringing them to the table, make a detour in the bathroom. Hawk tuah. Hawk tuah. Hawk tuah. Alcohol at 40% is known to kill (some) germs he thought. He disliked ASG, but not to the point where he wanted to make him sick. Brother Louie confessed to the others his feeling of satisfaction when ASG chugged down those free drinks after the cheers of their glasses. Slippy slide down the hatch went the goops and goops of their trust.
Santa looked at Brother Louie and said, "That's it?" So weak he yelled out at the group. When Santa pretended to be someone else and met up with ASG, he claimed he went a step further and dosed ASG with some of what he called "love potion #8" mixed in with some Baily's. SWIM looked at Santa and asked, "What the hell is that?" Santa then spoke no words. His red eyes veered down to below his waist and he let out quite sinister laugh. Then he started singing the opening phrase to Nirvana, "Come as You Are. " Lastly, he said for the entire week before, all he did was drank lots of milk and ate red meat to make the love potion more clumpy and bitter.
SWIM at this point started to gag. Both Santa and the Snake seem just fine. Next the Snake chimed in and said body fluids in hidden in alcohol is like so 80's. SWIM was thinking the Snake was talking down onto the rest of the group. So he asked, what did you do? The Snake just quoted a medical article about improper hand washing or none at all by food service workers leading to Montezuma's revenge. He said all you need is a tiny piece of soiled toilet paper because the cheaply Thai toilet paper will dissolve in water. What's left floating in the drink would be called "love potion #2. " Then the Snake excused himself to go to the bathroom.
After he came back, the waitress finally came over to take their drink order. Brother Louie, Santa, and the Snake all got mixed drinks. SWIM ordered Coke Zero, ice cold, in a can, and let me open it up at the table, straw please. When the drinks came to the table. The three who told their stories of revenge looked at SWIM and said unison, "What did you do mister bigshot?" SWIM looked at them all and said politely, "Nothing. " Then he sipped on his Coke Zero and smiled. Then after a brief pause, he said, "Let me explain. "
ASG did everything to himself. Let's see. Posted conquests. Named bars. Named girls. Showed pics of girls. Showed pics of his bills and even gave dates. It's 2024 and even in 2023 and 2022, there is thing called social media. Once you attach yourself and those photos to social media and want to to be the "Morning Star" of attention. You better make sure you are a hell of a bad ass or at least a real nice guy. ASG isn't either of these. SWIM just felt sorry for the guy. All it takes is for somebody get a hold of ASG's pics on social media from these bars. Go meet up with a previous posted girl. Buy her a few drinks and somehow slip in that you are looking for a long lost buddy.
I know him will say the girls. Oh yeah, want 1 more drink? He's my buddy, but I lost his LINE info. Bam. LINE sent through share. Then comes Facebook and everything else. Oddly enough, SWIM admitted when he may have in fact made the secret add, then about a week later, those suggestions for friends started popping up. Most friends suggestion where in Thailand, but weird that some where Thai girls, some where foreign guys, and some were EL Bees. Wonder whose to blame for this? The only other friend of the same old LINE account is a 70 year old OG from the dark side that has been the account for years. Somebody is playing dirty.
The other three gave SWIM a blank stare and said, "We need to name you the Destroyer. " SWIM smiled and said, "Save that nick name for the one called Devin, that was just a story. Really, I did nothing. " Not even sure what I am saying because I am drunk off this Coke Zero. And besides, as dumb as ASG is was or is now, there can only be one who is even more dumb. They looked at SWIM and said, "Who?" SWIM smiled. Looked at the audience. Sipped his soda. Then answered, "The poor sap that replies. ".
(If this was Chaturanga, King is now trapped).