i just went to 7/11 to buy some salt so i can gargle it and ward off crazy thai-plagues.
got home, decided to be cautious and do a google image search to find out what i bought, and was surprised to find out i was the new owner of about an ounce of pure MSG.
Its funny how many people are like WTF DUDE ITS BEEN 24 HOURS AND YOURE NOT BALLS DEEP IN STINK.
so lets make some things clear.
1) i am surrounded by open sewers, wild dogs, a graveyard, and a mosque.
2) there is a guy at the corner of my street (its 5am btw) hunched over. he has bushy black hair, a mustache, and is naked except for his shorts and a yellow construction helmet. he ignores me and is tinkering with a bicycle.
3) the first thing i notice when i step outside, even before the heat, is the stench of fermenting urine.
4) at night, when the people disappear, the streets are overrun with wild dogs (that all look vaguely alike). if they wanted to, they could literally overpower and kill me before anyone noticed or cared.
5) i have named each one of the dogs Herrington.
6) there are sections of bangkok with bars and whores. i do not know where they are and considering what the traffic was like yesterday, its not inconceivable that i will never need to know.
7) the powers of Pants Captor Aniki grow hourly in this part of the world.
LISTEN while youre busy driving your cocaine submarine, i was out here defending the idea that all star survivor is better against scooter who thinks its a bad idea, JESUS CHRIST YOUR JIMMERY KNOWS NO BOUNDS
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But whatever, yes I can be a huge canadian faggot and you can be terrible yourself but theres no reason we shouldnt be able to co-exist at the very least, ya feelz me??
id like to go on the record and state that driving from the airport yesterday morning, i experienced traffic of a severity and magnitude that i have never ever imagined i would come face to face with.
last night i wanted to go out at 5am and get a taxi to Pratunam market to pick up some clothes and household nicknacks, but the thought that i might somehow even come close to encountering the first opening strains of bangkok's morning traffic killed any ambition of mine whatsoever, and it was not even close.
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