New Makati anniversary party & WC scene
The date is May 17. The bar staff tells me the guys get free drinks ("only one at a time," says a bartendress) from 7 to 9 pm.
Not a lot of new talent on Tuesday night, but it is an agreeable group of girls. Also checked out Escape and Neptune II, but did not buy. Guess I am getting particular in my old age, but then again the girls at Escape are just a big pain in the ass. The Russians / CIS really don't look too good to me, ditto the Colombians. A rather sad selection, so I did not seek pricing information (and sorry for that) , but based on the location I'm guessing a premium is sought for their, ahem, exoticism.
At the front door of Escape was the usual Indian arguing about why he was being discriminated against ("why you tell me I have to buy ticket? You didn't make me buy ticket last time!") Well, pal, the management of the place is just shit. One example: I paid $70 for a $62 beer and change was not brought back. Now I would typically give the change back, but that it was not returned, to me, is exceedingly bad form. Bad attitudes of the staff, bad attitudes of the WGs and I'm scratching that hole off my list, United Nations of Poontang or no UN of poon. (Report also a horde of Northern Sisters, some nice tall ones, if you're into the look; one who sorta appealed to me looked a bit like the porn star Asia Carrerra at her prime, pre-boobjob, though I suspect she was strung out on something.)
Nep II had a lot of familiar faces, including the funny little Indo who wears the white short-shorts, G-string, (tattoo above the butt). As I cannot envision what she would look like with the mascara chiseled off and the five-inch eyelashes removed, I demurred, but what a spinner. She's been around a while. I was offered $1K as a "special" from an Indo I had taken a few weeks back, promised a nice massage, but as she had complained that she was tired doubt there would have been much of that (which, frankly, I could've used more than a shagging).
Will comment, too, on a bit of shitty attitude from the Nep II fellows when an idiot gweilo (French, methinks) wearing an "I (heart) alcohol" T-shirt tipped over my nearly full $52 beer. The Thai girls I was dancing with grabbed his arm so that he would not get away. He shrugged and mumbled something, not fully offering to replace it (not sure what the protocol is here, but it seems like that would be the right thing to do, as if "the right thing" is ever fucking done at that firetrap. I told Frenchie that I'd see if the bar would replace it, and, if so, he would be off the hook. A waitress cleaning up the mess is told about the accident and she summons a manager who brings another beer. Then he held out his hand for my payment. I calmy explained what happened, pointed at Frenchie. At that point the manager did a 160-degree swivel to take the beer back to the bar. The Thai girls at this point were screeching in indignation on my behalf, god bless the cuties. I marched over to the manager and told them,"Look at this face. Have you not seen it here before? Many, many times?" So the guy relented and handed over the beer (which would have been dumped down the drain). Then again, it was not the bar's fault that the beer was spilled. My strategy in the future will be to guard the brew. And nurse it so that I halt turning over too much of my hard-earned cash to these joints, with lousy service to boot.
On a parting note, I would solicit some advice for payment for a regular Indo. Nice girl Miss Y, whom I had taken to dinner and a nice conversation at stanley, stayed overnight, two shots, CIM, just a great lay. She was an "up to you" on payment girl the first time I rented her services a couple months ago. Our day out was a nice GFE, though as it always turns out with these WL's you get the tales of woe, the child back home, the shitty husband (she says she is separated, not divorced, but has been in HK for five years. Also a story about a month or so in HK jail on a visa violation (the review: food not so bad, and she got to spend time with other Indos, as they are segregated). Strange thing is that she said she was given a 3-year visa to stay, but cannot work. That is a bit contrary to commonsense, so I do not know how much of it to believe. She says she is in love with a 42 year old Brit (who had at one point told her he would turn her in to the authorities, what a ****). So, guys, these girls do have feelings. Handed her $500HK as we waited at the elevator on the way out the next morning. She seemed OK with the sum.
Ze French, ze French, zey are a funny race.
zey fight with ze feet and zey fuck with zey face.
"Just the French being French. Bonjour". JTL2, the Legend.
Just for fun, we must assume zat de French are busy with their own little version of ISG.
Imagined postings: "Zo, I go eeento ze place called Les Amis. Zey have no brie! My gaaaawd, and zey have le hamburgers. Zees not right."
Or from my friend, the beer-destroying Frenchie:
"Zo, I am at Le Neptune Le II, doing my leeeetle gay dance and ze Thai laydeeeez are worshipping my Frenchness.
Soo, I knock over ze Kraut beer, and ze Thai girls screech like I have eaten ze French fries with ze ketchup and not ze mayonnaise. And zees old man grabs my arm and, me teenks he ees complaining about me knocking over ze Kraut beer, acting like eeet is ze Chauteneuf-du-Pape or someting of ze value.
Does he not know ze only English I know iz ze 'I (heart) alcohol' printed on ze gay T-shirt I wear?
Does he not know I am ze FRENCH?"
Really, now, I've got nothing against ze French.
Peace, love and understanding for all.
Wildhawk.