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I was chatting to a friend of mine in the PBG one evening, where else,  who is one of the few guys i still hang out with who is totally GG.  During the conversation the subject of things we have bought for girls over the years cropped up.  

 

In his best Manchester accent he said to me "I own a fucking fridge in Krabi" which sounded quite funny at the time, and went on to tell me how he had been hanging out with a GG there and all she ever wanted was her own fridge, so he helped her out with her dream. :biggrin:

 

I suppose many of us have treated the girls to something that to us is not much of a financial outlay, but to them makes a difference in their lives in some way.  At the moment I still own a Samsung flat screen back there.  So besides the house builders and boob buyers, what else have you guys bought and left behind?

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Hmmmmm....let me think......not really much for the LB's outside of the occasional bauble [surely to be sold later] but I did give a good friend of mine in Phnom Penh enough cash to build a bathroom for he and his wife and 3 kids; prior to that all they had was a tree behind the house, no kidding. Even his wife, which in my opinion removes all dignity.

 

So I felt bad for the guy, who P Dogg has met, surely one of the nicest people I have had the pleasure of knowing, and I gave him 400 dollars; a few months later he had an enclosed bathroom with a trough for washing up in, something EVERY family should have, no?  The kicker to all this; he named the toilet after me and even put up a sign in Khmer, along the lines of "The Jai Dee memorial bathroom" LOL

 

     If you fancy someone I think buying a fridge or something similar for the LB's is a good move ; they will always need it and likely won't sell it, unlike the gold necklace or bracelet you may have your eye on for her. Once you break up, a 99% certainty, she will just sell off the gold; the 'fridge or a big-screen TV or laptop, she will likely keep.

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Nice post jaidee-youre a good man......i once stayed with a lb for a few weeks,she had her own house ,but had to sit on the floor as she had no furniture....i bought her a new setee.....i also put a hot water shower in,as i was fed up with cold ones......she was worth it...So,i suppose I own a f*****ing sofa in khon kaen

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good for you man, and I bet she appreciates the hot shower as well.

 

   Buying 'gifts' for our lovers or friends is not so bad; we come from places where REAL money can be made, and not some Asian craphole where 300 bucks a month [my Khmer friends salary as a driver for the BBC] is considered a good job.

 

But we have to use our heads is all;  laying out big cash on foolish brand-name clothing or an expensive handbag for someone we just met at a bar last week may not be the best strategy,  but if it's someone we really care about and we can make their lives significantly better for not much money, why not?

 

  One more rule of thumb I have, and this goes for my Khmer friend Chet or anyone else; if they ASK for something I rarely listen. These gifts have to be MY idea, every time.

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One more gift that can be useful and most likely will not be sold; a Thai to English talking translator.  Not as big as a 'fridge but in some hands maybe just as useful, so the person can interact with westerners.

 

They may not be in vogue anymore,  but I remember buying one for a hooker I liked at Cascades a few years back, a teenager from Issan who barely knew any English. A year later her English was really good and she told me "that was the best gift anyone has ever bought for me."

 

  For 3000 baht, about a hundreds bucks, it was easily worth it.

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I once bought a ladyboy a rabbit named snowy .

 

About five years ago a ladyboy I'd known pretty well for a few years announced she had enough of the life and was returning home for a prolonged break , my suspicions were aroused at this but to be fair the call for assistance never came .

 

A few months in and she had came up with some harebrained scheme to breed rabbits to sell in her village .

 

Seeing as there was no way I was being a sponsor or a purveyor of tits I thought it would be a nice (And cheap) gesture to offer to buy the said rabbit .

 

Costings were made and for the princely sum of 3000 baht we got a white rabbit (named snowy) a house for him , and a good supply of whatever Thai rabbits eat (probably some spicy green vegetable ) This of course was in the good ol' days when 3000 baht was well under £50 so I felt quite proud of myself that I had made someone happy .

 

Snowy never did produce any offspring , I'm not sure if he ever even got his leg over but by all accounts was very happy as the family pet and spent his days happily skipping around the fields .

 

The story now however takes a sad turn .......... For reason's unknown his mamma decided to return to work in Pattaya and within a week of moving to the big city poor snowy had popped his clogs , found peacefully at the bottom of his little house one morning .

 

Maybe it was the long journey , the change of the seasons , maybe even the shock of seeing Pattaya for the first time who knows ? 

 

So for a few months I was the proud owner of a white rabbit ...... happy times indeed .

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Let's see...

 

at last count approximately

 

8 motorbikes

fully furnished house

6,738 cellphones

68 kg of gold

4,395 squillion items of clothing makeup hair dryers...

an extra king size bed

share (small) in another house

2 pairs of spectacles

some other new furniture additions (extra TV, fridge, etc.)

 

and so it goes.

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On April 1st I bought an iron for a friend. Hardly a big ticket item but it was appreciated.

 

In fact that was the day I was running late to meet Jimslim at the Collonial to watch some footie on their big flat-screen telly. But following my charitable detour via Tukcom I was late and Jim had already moved on, the Collonial TV couch was vacant. I returned to my room with shoulders slumped and head down.

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Part 1. Somewhere in Mandaluyong, next to Makati, in Manila is a beautifully installed shower tray......years and years ago on my first travels here I met a GG.  Later, filled with love and lust and and struggling with a streaming cold, I used air miles to fly from Europe to Manila for a long weekend stay with her.  She was living with 3 other girls (courtesy of a range of sponsors) in a small and fairly run-down apartment.  First night I realized that the shower floor flooded each time it was used.  No idea what possessed me but I volunteered to fix it all.  Fuelled by Sudafed, jet-lag, rum, some weird male machismo and the possibility of multiple grateful BJ's I spent all weekend buying a new tray, removing the old one, finding new tiles, grouting, putting on sealant, adding an extra overflow outlet and so on.  I barely left the bathroom - I was completely obsessed. I finally finished about 3 hours before my flight was due to depart. It looked lovely. Didn't receive the ultimate oral thanks from the residents though.  Some three weeks later the first e.mail arrived requesting help with college fees / rent / clothes etc.  Never saw her again.  The strangest thing is that rarely before had I done anything that could remotely be described as DIY and to this day I still can't work out how I managed it all.

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On April 1st I bought an iron for a friend. Hardly a big ticket item but it was appreciated.

 

In fact that was the day I was running late to meet Jimslim at the Collonial to watch some footie on their big flat-screen telly. But following my charitable detour via Tukcom I was late and Jim had already moved on, the Collonial TV couch was vacant. I returned to my room with shoulders slumped and head down.

 

I was stood up for an iron ? 

 

I don't know whether to laugh or cry .

 

Actually we only stayed a few minutes at the Colonial as they couldn't find the channel and Curly Mike was getting impatient at the possibility of missing his beloved Man United so we jogged down the Soi and made it back to his place for kick off where it was on a local channel with Thai commentary .

 

You would have loved it , at half time I nipped out and bought crisps , nuts and strawberry milkshakes the wild man that I am  8P

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17000 baht for my first Thai g/g for Engrish lessons with a "proper techer". She quit after about two lessons, telling me (this is Gospel) that the teacher sat a live rabbit on her desk and it was pissing everywhere! After that she was consigned to the Baptist cheapo lessons in Naklua where she sang songs about Jesus and the Bank of New South Wales.

 

27000 baht for my next live-in for said lessons at an accredited skool in BKK. After about 5 lessons she complained she wanted to change schools because there were better ones around (she was told by "informed sources" ?). Also was paying the rent and living expenses for her. Quizzed her about the will to learn. Wasnt really there, IMHO.

 

Gold? Oh yes.- a 25000 baht bracelet. Well, okay! I was truly in love, right? 

 

Dresses, shoes (why do they tell you their feet are two sizes smaller than they really are?), trinkets, plane fares, train and bus fares.

 

But we are/were doing this for love, right?

 

B)

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The English lessons were a good idea, Bubba.....too bad the girls didn't try and the schools didn't work out, but for the most part anything to improve these girls' lives is a good thing IMO, much better than gold or handbags or some overpriced brand -name clothing which I have NEVER understood.

 

And no worries, we all pretty much make the mistake of buying a bauble or 2 for our new friends,  but we all learn eventually that that is not such a great idea.  I never paid much for that stuff, but I did get a decent 7000 baht bracelet for a girl once and never saw it again; live and learn.

 

    I once took a girl to MBK for her birthday, a pretty famous LB from back in the day; we were more than just friends but far from boyfriend/girlfriend, and I liked her more than most of 'em so I wanted to get her something. On the way there I specifically told her "no gold"; it was my intention to get her a nice outfit at Tokyu or somewhere, or a couple items she could actually get some use out of. My range was about 7K or 8K baht, which would get some decent stuff and maybe even a pair of shoes or 2. And I specifically  took her to MBK instead of the Emporium -much closer to my home - because you can get more bang for your buck there.

 

   We get in there and where does she head right away?  The gold department, of course. I shake my head and just kill time by walking around for a bit, then she comes to get me and drags me into some gold store. She had selected some god-awful ring that was gaudy and just plain gross.  The cost; 25K baht, over 800 bucks.  Not bloody likely!  So the clerk starts wrapping it up, this ugly, stupid-looking thing I knew my friend would never wear, it would surely be sold in Chinatown in a day or three for 15 or 20K.  I say "who is that for?"; she grits her teeth and says "My Mum."

 

By now the thing is wrapped up, the clerk is looking for some cash, and I still haven't reached for the CC or cash nor would I ever. As we all know Asian people can NOT lose face in this type of situation, so she peels off 25K from a stack of thousand-bill notes she had in her handbag [as I said, famous and pretty wealthy from so many sponsors and customers] and hands 'em to the clerk and gets back the ring and box in a small bag.  Pissed off doesn't even begin to describe this girls attitude; we didn't speak the rest of that day and it took her a few weeks to forgive me for that slight.The ring was never mentioned again and I never once saw it on her finger.

 

  As I say, these gift things have to be MY idea; I'll be damned if some kid half my age from Issan is going to force me into buying her that crap just for the hope of a little nookie in return.

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Years ago I was talking to a new girl (GG) in Patong who was lovely. She was new & very nervous. She didn't want to be in this bar but it was obvious she had no choice. The mamasan kept coming over pointing out customers she could go & talk to. The poor kid wasn't interested. I bought her a few drinks so she didn't have to leave but she wasn't exactly putting effort into me taking her home either.

 

I was fine with that. Normally I would like to be first in the queue but I could see she was just too fresh. I wasn't sure what I should do, leave her to her fate, push myself on her by paying her barfine, teach her a lesson by picking another girl, it was one of those strange moments that can arise.

 

I didn't want to keep buying her drinks all night but I was honestly perplexed about leaving her to the mamasan. I remember looking down at her feet & she was wearing the oldest, ugliest pair of worn out sandals. Immediately I called the waitress, paid her barfine & told her to come with me. She spoke enough English to understand me when I told her "no boom boom, we go shopping".

 

We caught a baht bus which ran down Beach Road. There's a huge leather shop along there, I had never been in it but it was the nicest place I could think of that sold shoes. We went in & I had her trying on shoes until she found 3 pairs she liked. I asked her which ones did she want. They were all different & she couldn't decide. I grabbed all three, told the girl serving to box two pairs & after throwing out the ones she had on, had her put on a new pair.

 

I think I paid about 2000 baht all up & she was one happy girl when we left the shop. We then walked down Beach Road to one of the restaurants & had dinner. She was really hungry. When we finished she was still nervous & I told her she could go back to her bar or she could go home.

 

What happened next was nothing happened. I don't want to sound sanctimonious about being her knight in armour, it just seemed like the right thing to do. I still remember the night & the girl (I never saw her again) & I am still glad I took her shopping. I like to think that just like I will never forget her or that night, she also hasn't forgotten me.

 

It's not much of a prize for 2000 baht but it's one of my favourite memories & one of my best purchases in LOS.

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I once bought a gal a 15,000baht gold bracelet in Chinatown in Bangkok. I saw it on her wrist once and then never again. Upon seeing her many times afterwards I would ask about it. She always had an excuse like forgetting it back home, yada yada. I am sure it was resold or who knows what.

 

I also fixed a few gals' teeth. I took them to dentists in Pattaya and had them checked, cleaned, fixed et cetera.  A LOT of baht but I figured money well spent. Certainly better than gold, handbags, cellphones, rings, clothes, iPads, whatever. They really needed dentist attention and I knew would never seek it on their own. However both of them never really appreciated the gesture. One of them even called me a "cheap charlie" after spending 15,000 on her mouth. She wanted a watch instead. 

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Good on you Mr. Paccie. Those are the moments in our lives that will ultimately define us and YOU, true sir are a complete and total gentleman of the finest calibre. I am proud to know ya.

 

Thanks Sam, I'm pleased we met as well. I'm not quite ready for sainthood but I am happy for the kind words.

 

I once took a ladyboy on a shopping trip to the 7/11 and let her pick what she wanted from the crisps and nuts shelf .

 

As I really liked her I threw in a packet of Fisho strings and a Gatorade .

 

Very clever.         :biggrin:

 

No chance of getting smug around here when there's always someone to bring us back to earth. I tip my hat to your post, ironic, witty & very effective. And not one harsh word. Satire wins every time...         :hi:

 

 

One of them even called me a "cheap charlie" after spending 15,000 on her mouth. She wanted a watch instead. 

 

Of course she did. They are not strategic thinkers. The whole time she was at the dentist she would have been thinking she was doing it to please you. And wondering how much you were going to pay her. The fact you saved her cost & discomfort in the future just wouldn't enter her mind. Tomorrow's problems get fixed tomorrow, today's problem is money & going to the dentist is not making any money.

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Its hit and miss with some of these girls (or is it all of them?). Some of them just dont get it when you spend money on them for the right and good things. You are just a cheap charlie and thats it. Then you get the odd diamond who tells you years later that she still has that beautiful bag or dress or tee shirt you bought her. You are still in their memories for one reason or another. Either as a :cheap charlie" and not worth talking to, or a good hearted (if stupid) falang.

 

But I now hold to the JaiDee line - if you ask, you dont get. If you dont ask, you are bestowed with some thing or other that I feel you need.

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Well as many here know, Im cheap when it comes to giving 'most' LB's anything much, other than abuse!.. But I do seem to be mellowing in my old age...

 

Has a rule I'm as cynical as the worst of you, but when it comes to my current 'friend's' case I do make allowances & for good reason... The poor thing spent a lot of years 'on her back' in Pattaya doing a job she detested & put 'ALL' of her money into building a house for her parents & buying the land that it's on before retiring. So when I found out that she'd actually been squeezed out of her own bedroom by her sister & brother in law & that she was now sharing a bed with her mother I just had to do something, so I got her a 'put up' bed... But unfortunately it was to no avail has she eventually got pushed out of her own house!..

 

She's now living with another sister & I've gotten her a clothes rack & an iron, just so she can be a little more comfortable... And last week I sent her some money for some 'genuine' & urgent dental treatment & then when she comes back up to see me I'll be taking her to a skin specialist's as well...

 

Now I can hear the echoes of, "Dumm prick" ringing out, but I can say one thing for certain as I've known her for years & I do know her character & it's that this has all been sincerely appreciated (Paxo) & that's not just because she keeps sending heartfelt messages, she is truly grateful & she has the maturity to show it properly (& there's the difference, I think), It's because of that maturity of thought that I know that it won't ever be forgotten.

 

She's gone from lots of high paying customers & tit buyers to wearing thread bear clothes & being happy to eke out a living, just so long as she can be close to her family & not have to go back to the life that she had before... So I'll do the little that I can if it helps to stop her going back to Pattaya!.. And I'll do it just this once & just as a friend, if nothing else.

 

So they're not all that bad... Or maybe I am a prick... We'll see?

 

At any rate, I'm the proud owner of a 'put up' bed out in the sticks of northern Thailand.

 

 

Donnykey's door has got to take some beating & I liked brother Jim's fluffy rabbit story, that put a little smile on my face!

 

:hi: 

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The poor thing spent a lot of years 'on her back' in Pattaya doing a job she detested & put 'ALL' of her money into building a house for her parents & buying the land that it's on before retiring. So when I found out that she'd actually been squeezed out of her own bedroom by her sister & brother in law & that she was now sharing a bed with her mother I just had to do something, so I got her a 'put up' bed... But unfortunately it was to no avail has she eventually got pushed out of her own house!..

 

Justice Issan-style! 

 

She comes home to settle down in the house that represents the fruits of her labours. However her sister marries a local & they move in with her. Now the brother-in-law has to confront his failings every day. It's not his house, he can't afford to buy the land or pay for the construction. And every time he looks at the ladyboy, he is reminded of how little he has brought to the family & what a first class loser he is.

 

He can't stand it. The impotent rage this causes is killing his ego. And when he goes to play cards with his mates & they all get drunk on Thai whiskey, they would taunt him about it. How can he be a real man if he has to rely on a ladyboy? So by intimidation he forces her out. Now he can tell his mates he owns the house. He can even tell them he paid for it. They know it's a lie but once it is stated, no one dares suggest it isn't the truth. The brother-in-law has now regained face & any question about his morality or fairness is dead & buried.

 

This primitive behaviour wasn't tolerated in the 19th century but Issan still has some way to catch up with those "enlightened" times.

 

Oh, & good job Lung with helping the poor girl. 

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