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Oi! Is this someone from Buffalo Bar, ET? 555 ...

I'm gonna play devil's advocate and take the piss at the same time; between this thread and the Has it become too mainstream? thread, it's like this has become the old fogeys' forum (while LBP is the youngster's whiney wanna be pugilistic troll forum). When did you guys all turn into Jimbo? "Kids today with their cell phones, and their Internets. Why back in my day ... " Mobile phones are actually having a tremendously positive impact in the third world where there is no wired telephone infrastructure, enabling everything from micro-transactions for small businesses, to banking to aiding emergency services. Not to mention providing Internet access, and consequently access to news and information -- to those who would not otherwise have it. While there are downsides to this, such as the environmental impact of used electronics, I'm guessing most people would rather have their phones than not. Generations back people said the same thing about technology we take for granted, be it cars or televisions or microwave ovens. I'm sure there was a cranky cave man hundreds of thousands of years ago bitching about his kids and their friends. "Bah, Kids today with their fire and their agriculture. Spoiled rotten pussies. Back in my day, we just huddled together for warmth and that was good enough. And we just gnawed flesh right on the bone. We didn't need to cook it and make it soft. And we just moved when we needed to get more food! We followed the herds, we didn't grub in the earth and take care of cattle like pets! Bah! And these huts? For fucks sake, don't get me started about the huts! Back in my day ... " I try hard not to be the cranky "Kids today" guy. Being among the first generation to grow up with computers and video games (I'll be 45 in a few months; I remember the halcyon days of the Commodore 64 and the Apple II), I used to get so sick about hearing how it was making us all a bunch of anti-social violent whack jobs. I understand it though. I grew up with computer bulletin boards and online services; I remember the Internet and the World Wide Web in its infancy. And today I don't "get" social networking; think it's silly, by and large. But I try not to be judgmental about it -- try not to be that narrow minded guy -- after all, I remember my parents and their friends bitching about all the time my friends and I spent on Compuserve (while they sat in front of the TV watching Dallas and Magnum P.I.). "Bah, you kids today with your Twitter and your Facebook. Back in my day, we couldn't just press a button and like something. We had to actually type out an emoticon! Do you even know what that is? Have you ever even used a physical keyboard? By God, I could speak 1337 when you were still in diapers. Back in my day, we didn't have Cheezburger.com and meme generators. If we wanted to write a smartass comment on a funny cat picture, we had to load it in Aldus Pagemaker and do it ourself! Bah! And if I wanted hundreds of people I barely know to see it, I had to email it! To a disty list that I compiled myself! As an attachment! I didn't just "post" it to chuckleheadbook!" It would be easy to be that guy. But the only constant in life is change; you roll with it or it passes you by. Hope I'm not offending anyone; as I say, just being ornery and taking the piss in the interest of discussion. Hangovers will do that to a man. I may not be one of those "kids today" guys, but I am one of those guys. But you know I love you guys, right? I'm gonna go download some episodes of Magnum P.I. via bitorrent now and revel in the Brave New World.

The one in yellow -- having dubbed her Miss Manga in my own thread -- to quote myself: I shall be awaiting eagerly the report of our brother in arms who undertook an advance reconnoitering mission (with my encouragement, I might add -- I'll either be a hero or a bastard, depending on how it went). Great pix, 360.

And here we are: Even though the focus on her face is a bit soft in this next one, it's still one of my favorites of the set: Incidentally, when I saw her a few days ago, her hair was back to black. Still more to come later ... And thanks again for the kind words everyone.

555. 360 and I were just saying last night how we *liked* the gothic look she was sporting back then. ... More pics to ensue momentarily.

It was quite a night, eh 360? Here's to doing it all over again tonight ...

Thanks for the kind words, gentleman; it's much appreciated. So let's recap, lest anyone be confused: yes, she is 1) Thai (from Isaan) and 2) a ladyboy. I have met her mother, a lovely, sweet Thai woman. As for her father, I couldn't say, and didn't/don't feel it's my place to ask. I may be a whoring butterfly horn dog of a person, but that doesn't mean one must be impolite. There's never a reason to be rude/not to be a gentleman (something many punters seem to forget, alas). . And just remember, genetics as it applies to appearance is not always simple/cut and dried, and one can get in trouble when trying to make direct speculative inferences. Recessive traits (I don't mean necessarily negative traits -- light-colored traits like blonde hair and blue eyes are recessive, after all) can be passed down unknowingly for generations before they get expressed when two folks who happen to be carrying said traits get together and make some babies -- sometimes many generations after those traits were introduced into the local gene pool. Given the fact that Europeans have been mucking about in Southeast Asia for centuries -- they were imperialist dogs long before us Yanks -- who is to say? Anyway, we'll save the discussion of Mendelian genetics for some other time. Here's a few more (with props to Irving Penn, et al) of Miss Tara: This batch of photos would have benefited from a second light source ... And let me pass on her reminder once again that she does have a sponsor these days (and once again, not me, 555). Feel free to debate ad nauseum about what that might or might not mean, vis-a-vis sponsored; I am merely the messenger/medium. But don't feel bad in that case, lest you spy her in Gemini Bar, approach and get rebuffed.

Okay, so this thread is to be dedicated to one Bumblebee; were it not for him introducing the likes of Tara to the likes of us back in the day ... well, these pictures wouldn't be here for you to enjoy now. Let's get this upfront and out of the way though first: Tara can be found at Gemini bar, which is all the way in the back of the Simon 2 Complex, which is the second Simon beer bar complex on Walking Street, as you walk south (away from the end of beach road). It's on the right, just before you get to Soi 16 and Rolling Stone Bar (which are on the left). Tara had heard that I was into photography, and having shown her once upon a time some other photography work I had done -- not trip report/ladyboy stuff -- she asked me if we could do a "real" photo shoot. I told her I didn't quite have the gear at the moment to do it right and proper as I would like, but that I could probably put together something beyond the usual point-and-shoot/phone cam shots (not that those can't be good, as BB himself has so amply and aptly illustrated) -- perhaps some so-called boudoir-style photos. it took us a while to make the arrangements, but it finally came off and she's reviewed these and is okay with them being on here, but she wanted me to let you know that she currently has a sponsor -- no, that's not me, 555; I'm a dyed-in-the-wool butterfly man -- but you can still have a drink with her and hang out in Gemini Bar on the occasions she choose to hold court. Also, don't ask for cock shots, etc. -- there aren't any. I'll put up the first batch now and the rest later. By the way, if you are friends with Tara on Facebook, you've already seen these, or most of them at any rate. First here's a few candid and posed shots at Gemini Bar: And here she is in a slightly more intimate setting: I'm not happy with the lighting/shadows on some of these, but what the hell. More to come later ...

Nothing as important/topical as the gay marriage issue. Just wondering how many rep points (I have to go) to get to "Cock Star" status?

Yeah, that's one of the ways Cindy stands out from the crowd; while many other girls just stand around on stage, or just holler at you and gesture, Cindy works it -- the pole, the stage, her bod -- along with her gigawatt smile. Casanova must have changed since I was in it last, 555.

I was into it before it was cool; I'm only here in Thailand now because it's ironic ... *sound of crickets* I doubt if any non Yanks will get this joke, but for the few of my fellow Americans that are about, Drink a PBR for me.

Of course she was.

Simple economics, what the market will bear. If the gent is that gullible, good on her, I say. Incidentally, I scanned the comments, expecting the usual "Oh Teh Ladyboys!" and "Oh Teh Gays!" and was not disappointed. On the other hand, from one poster there was this gem:

This reminds me of shampoo commercials from the '80s back in the States (I looked on Youtube, Vimeo, et al, but failed to find one): Boy sees beautiful woman. Turns out she's independently wealthy, a nuclear physicist and Nobel prize winner in literature with a cock-sucking and cum drinking fetish (I may be exaggerating a bit here). He's so totally is prepared to go there, and then: "Oh! ... But that dandruff!" And he fucks off. I'm not trying to imply anyone on here is like that, as I'm sure most aren't, but I can just imagine the punting equivalent: "She was the most beautiful ladyboy I ever saw ... totally passable, an Asian goddess. And I could tell by that stiff bulge in her panties in the bar she was incredibly well hung and able to get hard. Then she came out of the shower. ... "Oh! ... that downward curved cock!" It's easy to get spoiled here in the land of plenty, eh? I have to come clean here: I could almost (but not quite) be the above guy, just insert "phimosis" where it says "downward curved cock."

Well that didn't take long ....

Had a good time in here last Friday night; Miss Aom made for good conversation while I waited for my intended, Miss Gate to finish eating outside. It was pretty busy for this time of year -- but then it was Friday night -- and ended up spending a couple hours before leaving with Gate in tow. Props to Fatcat and his staff.

Lita's got some pretty big brass balls, if that counts. If you're into size, I would suggest -- JimSlim correct me if I'm wrong -- Jazz was her name? A few weeks ago JS has me meet him in Famous. I walk in and go to shake his hand and he takes it and places it under this girl's dress ... it was, more than a handful, let's say.

David Icke is my new hero; I shall dye my hair silver and grow a mullet in his honor. I have seen the light. And as I suspected, you're all in on it. You're all using me to service your lizard overlords: Every time I have perverted, kinky sex with a lady/ladyboy in Thailand, one of you is nearby harvesting my pervert chi energy for the reptilians. You all claim to be coming here on holiday, but I see the truth now. All these trip reports and threads ... mere fronts. The truth is out there!

Does that mean its British lizards that run America?

Submitted, without comment: 12 Million Americans Believe Lizard People Run Our Country From the Atlantic Wire (as linked above) ...

I wasn't referring to you specifically, Strocube, rather the Brits in general -- knowing that a lot of our fellow BMs are British. Just taking the piss, since the original story said the spies in question were British.

I'm not one to speak ill of the dead, but come on, if you're going to party like that, party like a rock star; go big or go home. Me, I only snort coke with 1,000 baht notes, you know? After all, you never know when you are suddenly going to trip and fall on your straight razor, like this guy obviously did.

Is that Riga's high school yearbook portrait?

555, I'm pretty sure if Allied spies got that close to Hitler to put hormones in his food, they just would have poisoned him and killed him outright. But then you British are an odd lot.

La Bamba! I challenge you to pistols at dawn. I demand satisfaction, sir. *throws down glove.* Heh, someone new to the forum might get the wrong idea. As for being a tosspot, if the shoe fits ... Fulwell was actually referring to me in Like Will to Like: That minor in English comes in handy in the most unlikely of places,