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  1. The 5th is the admin-boss of the 4 you listed, but who seems to have surrendered editorial control to the 2 thick ones. But enough of the Kims and PY politics. Back to the non-TR from my current Pattaya stay. To recap: a few days ago a ladyboy I met on the beach moved in with me at the hotel and I’ve gone along with it because she has a thick hard cock that reminds me of a Coca-Cola can. Coca-Cola, as I call that ladyboy, has been a great arrangement to fuck non-stop on the cheap, but she has seriously cramped not just my butterflying on this trip, but also my bar experiences as no ladyboys bother with me when they see I bring my own. A couple days ago, I decided I needed some bar mischief and provoked a little tiff with Coca-Cola so she would walk out on me (ladyboys are so predictable!) and I could have a few hours for myself. So I went to soi Yamato to check out the scene. I was very pleasantly surprised to see La Bamba back in full business with at least 8 ladyboys I counted. Further up, The House was open, but dead. I looked in and saw no one. Staff or customers. No one. Continuing to the old Boomerang Twin, I saw 3 or 4 ladyboys, but none too exciting. The sister Boomerang bar to the left, however, had some pretty yummy GGs. Finally, I got to Hunny Bunny’s latest location and there were 6-7 service providers. There was no other customer in sight and that’s the way I like it so I can recreate the Baby Boom experience without having to go to Baby Boom and have other perverts look at my cock while I look at theirs. And as you can see from the pics below, that’s exactly what I did at Hunny Bunny. One thing led to another and before I knew I was getting a complimentary blowjob and, mongeresse oblige, I ended up climbing the disco-lighted stairs to the ST room. The ladyboy featured in this post is clearly pushing 30 so I hope there are no insinuations which I would have to hoover. She explicitly asked me NOT to post at PY the XXX pics we took in the room, and although this is technically not PY I think she would not want me to post them here either. Sorry. But I think you get the idea of what happened in the room from these pics she told me was OK to post:
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  2. Some shots just in from the party earlier this evening. Good night for Peepee’s 19 birthday.
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  3. No, I'm not, but I studied Portuguese with a Brazilian teacher. The first time I heard the pronunciation of "Kim Jong Un", I understood, it would be easy to name the next one "Kim Jong Dois". I thought using Spanish that is almost the same but "one is "uno". Today, I saw Kim Jong Seis posting (unless [Harry] Cover iss one of the first four) and heard Kim Jong Sete barking. Let me take a guess : Coca Cola had stolen your Viagra pills from your pocket.
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  4. Well last night resembled a mini TJs for most of the night. Coincidentally I had only mentioned to Pdoggg earlier in the night how Teya wouldn’t fit in in TJs as she is more low key. Well that illusion was well and truly put to bed once Ariana Grande came on the sound system helped along by some booze of course.
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  5. I have read a few questions asked by mongers. I felt like starting with complex facts but I realize that the travelers' worries are pretty down to earth and that the answers are all pretty basic. Before answering a few questions, I would give just an advise : remember how you felt the first time you went to the LOS. Did you really feel comfortable ? How did you react when you first saw Thai alphasyllabary characters ? You needn't feel more stressed than that. Maybe some people imagine a country with rice fields and tropical forests destroyed by war battles. Just think about it : the last battle too place in 1975, 30 years after the end of WWII. Do you think that Europe was still suffering from war in 1990 ? Whatever your worries maybe, just that you're going to a second Thailand. Little by little, you will find differences and depending on the country you come from, you will feel more or less comfortable. You will adapt to differences and hopefully find advantages. Here is the first question I found : First, you had a positive reflex keeping your habit to take some of your home money since it remains an easy currency to change. I also agree with the idea of traveling with an ATM card or two. I actually found a solution to get 2 credit cards for free and I bring some euros in my bagage. (Euros are well kept in bagage safe and I keep them for my safety). You will ATMs in most of the cities you will visit. So you needn't bring USD with you and you'd loose money in double change. Regarding ATMs, you have to take into account an important difference with Thailand. In many ATMs the maximum amount you can withdraw is 2 million VND (write VND and no one will laugh about it). 2 million VND is not much : less than 90 US$, 70 £ or 80 €. When I discovered that during my first trip, I took the habit of with drawing 2 million VND each time I would find an ATM operated by a different bank. Guess what. After searching, I found banks ATMs with maximum withdrawal increased to 3 or even 4 or 5 million VND. What I usually do is to keep an amount of about 10 million VND till my last week, then I spend my remaining money. I found ATMs with higher maximum withdrawal in SGN airport (HCMC). They are easy to find in international airports, you'll find them just after the bagage claim. Just a personal point of view. I know that some people prefer to travel with a lot of cash in their bagage. I don't. I know that banks bill fees, but bank services cost money and they bring safety. I see these guys as bank cheap charlies. I prefer to save on bar fines and keep my money safe. Another point you mentioned is about US$. I seldom saw prices given in US$ in Vietnam. It happened once in Hanoi in a travel agency when purchasing a trip to Ha Long bay and one more time in the south when purchasing a train ticket to HCMC. I got so much used in asking prices in VND that I don't find US$ natural. I usually reply "in euro please !" but Vietnamese people are not really used to Euros. I don't know why some business give prices in US$. Maybe their Russian customers feel they are important businessmen using dollars. I'm also suspicious. I wonder if they don't use US$ to give figures you will find low compared with VNDs and prices that you can't compare with their competitors. If you feel embarrassed with big numbers, start thinking in Kdong, not in VND. 1 K = 1,000 VND . It's much more easier to handle money. If you want to exchange currency, please be advised I had found an excellent rate at Techcombank Pasteur in HCMC. I didn't want to withdraw 2 MVND and I feared fixed rate fees. So I took a 50 € bill and changed it. I kept 500 K VND when coming back. VND is no longer a monkey money. More than one year ago, I counted that 1 € worthed 27 KVND. 2 months ago, that was 25 K VND.
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  6. I had contacted in 2016. This dirty slut promised BJ with anulingus. But as soon as I landed in BKK, I put on a black shirt and took the next flight to Siem Reap, Cambodia. I never returned to the shithole since then but kept in touch with her.
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  7. Another Vlog from Bangkok112, this from Phuket last month
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  8. Excellent Soi 13/1 report! Good to see she had a flat head so you had a place to put down your Beer Chang. And be it a Coke can or Chang bottle, it puts her tool size in perspective.
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  9. Was the old Asia Backpackers before it changed its name to The Spot, several of the girls have moved there from the now defunct Surprise Yourself Bar, same owner too I believe For others that don't know its on the corner of the soi that leads to Baby Boom from Soi Buakhao
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  10. I would have preferred something more simple : Kim Jong Un Kim Jong Dois Kim Jong Três Kim Jong Quatro Kim Jong Cinco ... What allows many possibilities to name their followers as Mr Cover. ( Anyone able to understand this one, please PM me to get your reward )
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  11. As I mentioned in my previous post, a loose-canon ladyboy, who I call Coca-Cola, just unilaterally moved in with me at the hotel for (it seems!) the duration of my stay. She has not asked for any money but nickel-and-dimes me for cheap shopping items from street vendors. She keeps talking about "350 and 500 cubic centimeters" and, at first, I thought she wanted me to buy her a bike or a tiny car, but she was talking about upgrading her bolt-ons from 350 cc to 500 cc. Forget it! I am the last monger in the world to hit for a boob job fundraiser ! Besides being tight with post-boomboom extras, I don't care for silicone on women or sissies. Flatchest or saggy is the way to go. All natural. But back to Coca Cola. Look at all the shit she brought over to my room in just a couple days. And that's not counting beauty products and shoes that I did not want to pile up on the clothes. This post is a FLASH of our return to the beach. This time to Ko Larng. We took an early 30 baht boat and then the collective taxi to Samae Beach. It's my favorite of Ko Larng's beaches because the chairs are no more than 10 meters from the waterline and I can monitor my stuff while I am marinating. So, as you see from the pics, we did the usual beach stuff. Nothing crazy. Circa 2005 (fuckballs! time flies) on this same beach I had rented one of those big black inflatable buoys and a ladyboy (THE Jenny from High Boss! remember her?) gave me a blowjob as I floated on it. We were right in front of everyone on the beach, but no one could see because Jenny's head and my lower torso were hidden by the buoy. All they could see was my legs and arms holding on to the buoy and my head hanging back with a big smile on my face. I also remember the beach coming to a complete stop as Jenny walked by in the tiniest of dental floss bikinis. Not a chance with Coca Cola who acts modest in public... We came back to my room right after lunch as neither of us wants to expose to peak sun. She to avoid getting dark. Me to avoid getting pink or worse. Nothing like a shower after the beach followed by squeaky clean bodies in bed buttfucking and napping, which is exactly what we did. You gentlemen are probably and pertinently wondering how such an incorrigible butterfly like me would let myself be constrained by Coca-Cola moving in with me... The answer gentlemen is that for me there is nothing like a motivated ladyboy experience provider who wants to stay beyond LT even. There was a time back in the 1990s-2000s when the daily bread of my ladyboy encounters was practically ALL OF THEM wanting to stay with me ALL THE TIME. This is no longer the case. Why? First, back then I was in my 30s and was truly as sexy man as it got mongeringwise. Second, ladyboys were much more desperate for business and less jaded at heart. One that famously latched on to me for a week was said High-Boss Jenny together with her almost as famous roommate at the time Sonia (both were silicon-free pristine with hormone nippies and permanent late teen erections). Tried the stick-around thing with Lilly last year by taking her out of town for a couple of days but it was a pain because I was there to serve her, not the other way round. The other thing you gentlemen may be wondering about is why do I call this squatter ladyboy Coca-Cola ? The explanation actually applies also to the previous question of why I let her stay with me indefinitely. Here's why:
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  12. I'm back guys. After NOT posting 3 FLASHES yesterday that I would have made were it not for an unexpected situation I find myself in: the ladyboy from Jomtien beach moved in to my hotel room. Yeah Just like that! Showed up unannounced, we fucked and then she has just kinda stayed. PLUS she has put me under so much pressure to have sex after sex that it has cut into my online media time allocation... I will still try in the coming days to post the FLASHES from yesterday and debrief the Romscars Club on how this Jomtien beach ladyboy crush-on-me thing turns out. I don't even remember her name. I just call her Coca-Cola. Today I am sharing a couple of highlights from last night: After I posted here the teaser that was my visit to the Delirious Bar party 2 nights ago, Herbert (der owner) private-messaged me here inviting me for a Beerlao. So I went by last night and had one on the house. I don't know about the Scotches (I am a Tequilla man!) but the bar is very well stocked with ladyboys, including one who is Lilly-grade boner material and who I will be returning for (I also don't remember her name; I call her The Lady in Red). So if anyone wants my autograph, or smash a bottle over my head, or just say hi! hang out in there same-same as I plan to. My other bar stop of the night was Oldlover's birthday party at Baby Boom. And there I was in the belly of the beast and none of the Cliquers even looked my way. Understandable! They were too busy with the sissies. At some point, I stepped outside with my main one there Eye and media-used her too-sweaty-for-Dry-Erase-Markers nubile skin and sent her back in to pay my RESPECT! TO THE GODFATHER of the Pattaya mob:
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