A farang betrayed story

Looking forward to the photos..that they say are coming.

Now that’s a serious Check Bin! Never wed what you bar fine.

I’ve heard way worse stories here in Udon, even down the soi with a few folks. My own cousin latched his hooker wife in Pattaya, got suckered into moving outside Udon, next door to her family, of course. She admittedly told some members of the extended family, she only married him because she thought he would die in the next year or so after they wed. She’s 20 something; he’s 60ish, smokes like a chimney and downs Black Label like its Cool-aid. He’s still kicking after five years with a child, and loves his bar girl. What ever floats the retards boat?

One of my neighbors a good looking so called ex-bar girl has at least 3-4 falangs sending her cash. Several months ago, I asked her for a fax number to the same bank we belong to. She drops of her bank book, instead of writing the number down. Of course I looked, as it was nearly unavoidable not too, and saw 20 thousand, 33 thousand, 37 thousand, all in a month’s time with several months more, on and on. I still can’t figure out why she’s always broke.

One would think after with the thousands of whore-er stories over the decades, the thousands of books, specifically about Thai prostitutes, and deceptions, some of these guys would have at least, read one. Guess not, even with Google.

I can’t understand why so many guys marry hookers here when they can marry one in their home country. I’ll grant women here are much more attractive here, but hooking up with a hook, is like financing a Yugo with tits. It’s not if it will break down, it’s when. Oh well, to each their own, I guess.

Sorry, this upright simian needs my size twelve boot colonic to compliment his lobotomy.