Hello borispoker,
I'm an avid poker forum poster,but hated lithuanians and micon so much that I never really posted on NWP. Instead I opted to heckel druff/micon on they're radio show. If you ever heard someone who didn't introduce themselves and proceeded to own druff, it was likely me.
The reason you should give a shit about who I am is that one of the forums I post on is with one: Scooter, known by a plethora of names, this wiley little bastard weasles his way into your hearts and souls with a silver tongue and a lovable degeneracy akin to the Ice Man.
I too was duped by his charmingly simple and childlike way of viewing the world. So I will be to you as Chris Hansen is to so many 14 year olds and tell you the truth. And let this be a cautionary tale for those of you who might grow to like, perhaps even love this cunning predator.
So about a month ago I decided to take some personal time to see the world a little, and fulfil a life long dream of mine. And I decided to go to the philipines for some low cost fucky/sucky. You see for some time I have yearned for the company of 2-3 young, yellow, ladies of the night (or as they're known in that part of the world: women) at a reasonable price (:joo).
So I posted my plans on the forum I frequent. And was told, by your beloved Scooter:
"Why go to the philipines? Bankok is the best place for clean, cheap hookers and drugs. Roll on down and I'll show you around the city"
And since it wouldn't really affect me which place I went to, I decided to take him up on his offer. It's always nice to know someone in a foreign country anyway. And it was set, little over 3 weeks later I was on a plane to Suvarnabhumi Airport (New Bankok Airport) with the idea that I would either be staying at the Novatel Suvarnabhumi hotel at the airport (if I was dead ass tired) and if not would take a taxi (or the equivalent) to the cheaper Rambuttri Village Inn (Box.net | Simple Online Collaboration: Online File Storage, FTP Replacement, Team Workspaces ~ Free Version)
Assuming that it would be cooler to bring random whores to the latter due to the international nature of the Airport hotel. But I digress.
I make it to Thailand and am actually pretty awake and alert despite the 18.5hr trip. So I opt to go to the RamRam Inn (as I have come to know it
) and give Scoot a call. I say that I'm in town and ready to party as long as he has some blow that he can part with. He says he's down and he has more than enough blow to go round.
I am pleased
So this is the portion of my story that starts to get a bit strange.
Scooter, and I won't be divulging any personal info about him, because I'm not a scumbag like that, and I don't want to actually hurt him in real life, but if I can have just the slightest measure of revenge over the net, more power to me.
So I go to his flat (just because I'm using foreing lingo doesn't mean I'm not a red blooded american folks, just fyi) and knock on his door, and I am told to enter...Besides the fact that the entire apartment smells like cat shit, I note that the bed is in the living room...and guess who's in it...
Scooter, and he's modeling this photo:
Right down to the bracelet, watch and gay necklace
I was like...wtf? And he proceeds to claim that it's a joke and...ok w/e I'll give him the benefit of the doubt, icebreakers are usefull...but then he gets up out of the bed completely naked and gets dressed in front of me...
I am a little put off...Bear in mind I (was) all excited to bang some 17 yr old thai hookers. And this dude is like naked in front of me...w/e
So he seems normal after that. He grabs me a bottle of some local beer or something. It was called singha, I believe. And it was kinda weak, but did the trick.
So after a few, we did some lines and I watched him donk off like 5k on intercasino (lol). And we hit the streets. I shit you not, Bankok is fucked up. We couldn't walk 5 feet without getting yelled at by psycho asians. Some were selling ducks, snakes, and other assorted 3rd world shit and obviously like 20 hookers per block. It was literally my own personal mecca.
So I ask him what he likes to do etc etc. And we end up going to this little restaurant and eating some pretty weird shit (afraid to ask). And having a pretty decent time. Apart from his kinda turretts or whatever (like ticks and a slight speech impediment, not terrible though) he *seems* chill.
Now...lol, as we all know looks can be decieving.
I wasn't going to ask him about the hookers till the next day. Mainly cause I really wanted to get the jet lag out of my system before I allowed a little asian whore/thief in my hotel room.
Scooter, however, brings up the fact that there's a local bar that has a shit ton of hot, clean hookers. So I, being the weak willed whoremonger that I am, go with him to "The Joint" as he calls it (I believe the locals called it "KrungThrep" or something along those lines, but I get confused easily. So we take the terrible excuse for a subway over to the other side of town (actually pretty close to my hotel, shippit obv). And we head in.
Once inside, I know for a fact that this is a straight to business establishment. No red tape, here just put a few Baht ($$) on the table and get to business.
So it's perfect, no need to bring a dirty slut back to the room at all, just deal there and go to sleep (we'd been screwing around for the better part of 4 hrs). I'm even most of the way drunk. So Scooter, knowing that I'm about 2 hours away from passing out, introduces me to this prostitute. He claims that everyone agrees that she is the best blowjob in bankok. I'm like, alright I guess, but I didn't want a blowjob, I was on vacation, I wanted to do something I didn't get to do every day in the US. But he just keeps insisting that I get a blowjob, as awkward as it is he just continues to sell me on a blowjob,
"she's wicked loose, but she's a miracle worker with the tongue"
"She's had like 7 kids, just let her blow you, it's on me"
"For real, take the BJ, I'll bet you $500 US that it's the best you've ever had"
but I don't budge and I ask her how much to punish her asshole. We come up with a price and she is about to take me to the back room, when Scooter whispers something in her ear.
Knowing he has a shitload of money, I was like...ok maybe he just offered her something to get a little crazy on me. I was soon proven wrong.
Once inside the private room she strips down and right there in all it's glory is a wang bigger than mine...
Needless to say, I freak out. I bust out of the room and run out to the front, where I find scooter laughing his stupid, aussie ass off. I lost it...Normally I'm a fairly calm person, but I beat the fuck out of him...I actually hope he's ok (haven't spoken to him since, online or IRL).
I mean just the thought of getting my dick sucked by a dude...*cringe...
So I stayed away from him after that...actually had a good time after that (albeit on the other side of town) and just got back about 5 days ago.
So all of you be warned...Save yourself the tranny juice and head over to manilla if you want a marathon whorefest. and make sure to watch your junk with scooter in the room.
That is all, Keep up the good work, borispoker is an awesome spot
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which I am sounding on Scooter
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