The Butt Wash

Current Song in Head: Complainte de la Butte, Rufus Wainwright (from the soundtrack of Moulin Rouge)

To begin with, I would like all readers to know that this post is totally disgusting and could be unfit reading material for people who just had their meal or wish to have a meal soon.

Have you ever used a public toilet to do a big business? Well, I'll be the first to admit that I do that pretty often. Ok, but this isn't the point here. The other day, I really had to go, and when you gotta go, you gotta go.

After I'm done with my business and clearing the 'mess' up, the friggin' toilet bowl started flushing even before I could get up. Usually this would be perfectly fine. But said toilet bowl is flushing like the Niagara Falls... And the result? A very wet butt. !#$!#!%!!!

I know how the Japs have those toilet bowls that actually 'clean' your arse, but the Singapore version is absolulte rubbish. There isn't any direction, and everything is totally random and accidental.

And I'm not the only one that experience this Butt Wash, although I have to admit, I have a large arse. My skinny army pal and 'date' for that night also has the same experience. Trigger happy motion sensors, coupled with a geyser like flushing mechanism, and you have the newly patented Butt Wash System...






Apologies if you haven't got a Flash Player, you've missed my very first Toilet Bowl video!

12 Days of Christmas...

Looks like Christmas is getting expensive. Just read this article, could well have been something from The Onion but nope, its from Yahoo...

12 Expensive Items for Christmas

5 Things I want.

Current Song in Head: (I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be) Free/One, Lighthouse Family

In my previous post I 'suggested' certain items that my dear readers can get for me for Christmas. Apparently, these items are too expensive. So I've created a list of the Top 5 things that I want that don't cost a dime!

Number 5 - A job that I actually like!

Not that I dislike my current job, but it just doesn't give me the excitement of getting up and going to work each day. In short it still feels like a job. What I really want is something that I enjoy doing and still brings in the dough! And since you can't get paid for being a beach bum and I'm not good enough to be a professional in-line skater, it seems like my search for a job that I really like would be rather difficult. Sigh...

Number 4 - The ability to speak a 3rd and maybe 4th language!

Yep, you heard that right. Sure hope that I would be able to converse in a 3rd language, preferbly one of the European languages. Currently I'm 'proud' to say that my 3rd language knowledge is only limited to some Spanish greetings, Hokkien swear words, and German greetings and swear words. Ficken Du!

And if I were to be able to speak a 3rd language, it would mean that I'm able to find a job which allows me to travel to Europe often. Cool... Then it'll be like one of those 'Work-as-you-travel' kind of thing. Haha... Ok, maybe it wouldn't be as good as that, but I'll bet I'll like my job more if I can travel to Europe!

Number 3 - Some direction and goals in life...

Yeah, have always been lacking direction in life. Good thing is, I seem to be able to stumble along and cope with things as they come along. But imagine if I had a vision, a goal and some direction... Woah... You suckers would be slaving for me now! Haha! So I guess you fellas should pray that I don't find direction in life... Hmmm...

Guess one of the reason why I seem to lack goals is I'm happy most of the time and I've never really been in a difficult position given the family background that I have. Yep, I lack that 'fire' to strive for the better and lack the foresight to see bad things coming. In fact, I think I'm too much of a positive thinker. Always looking on the bright side of life...

Number 2 - Be fit, without actually having to exercise!

I'll bet everyone wish that this is possible. With the new Marie France package, your dream can come true! Yeah, right... Alright, I shall not expect too much, but at least I should be able to fit by just in-line skating right?

Number 1 - More time to do the things that are important to me.

Ever since I started working, the time I have to do things that I want have been greatly reduced. And I cannot stand the fact that while I'm staring at the monitor in the office on a weekday, I could actually be rollerblading at East Coast or just laze in a swimming pool under the sun. Yeah, these things are important to me. Haha...

Kind of miss those days when we just have to study for 4 months a year and can do whatever we like for the rest of the time. Yep, 4 months, cause for the first 3 months of each university semester you shouldn't be studying.

OK, thats all for the list of things that I want which don't cost a penny. Now I just need a miracle or bags of imagination...

The End (of the Year) is Neigh!

Current Song in Head: Jingle Bell (Batman Smells)

Yep, its that time of the year again. The holidays are coming, Christmas is coming, New Year is coming another year is ending. I've definitely went through alot this year. I have finally completed about 18 years of studies this year. Climbed the first of many rungs on the 'corporate' ladder. Yeah, I gotta climb my way up the ladder, I can't sleep my way up, I'm not intending put my backside to other uses in my totally male dominated company.

Seems like there are lots of things to reflect on this year. What better way to reflect on the year than to tell my dear readers what I want for Christmas! Hehe...

So here goes...

Number 5 on the list - Liverpool VS AC Milan Champions' League Final 2004-2005 ($60)

Ok, actually my Little Princess already got me this. Well, it was top 5 on the list, and I think there are only 5 things that I really wanted for Christmas. So lets just take this as an early Christmas gift.

Wasn't able to catch the match 'live' as I was 50,000 feet above ground at that time. But with this DVD, I can re-live the moment until I die! Haha! You fellas must think I'm crazy...

Number 4 on the list - IPod Nano ($328 - $348)

OK, I'm sure any nincompoop would know what an IPod Nano is, but just in case you come from Inner Mongolia or the South Pole, I've provided a picture of an IPod Nano for your 'reference'.

Sleek and stylish looking, the IPod Nano beats any dumb Creative MP3 players. Talking about Creative, they really seem like on a steep decline. What more can you expect from a company that tries to market its product by releasing a limited edition of an MP3 with their CEO's signature. Duh...

Number 3 on the list - A designer chair/sofa/couch ($300 - $600)

Yep, I want a designer chair or sofa for my newly renovated room. Preferbly one where I can laze on to read or just to watch the world go by. Here's a pretty good example of what I mean.

Number 2 on the list - A Feature Wall Picture ($300-$600)

Hmmm... A little hard to describe this. To put it simply, its a gigantic photo of a landscape/beach that I want to hang above my bed in my new room. It should span around 6 feet and has a height of 3 feet. The only picture that I can find that is similar to what I have in mind is this one from IKEA. Would prefer either a photo of the beach or green pastures though.

Number 1 on the list - In-line Skates! ($400 - $500)

What else can number 1 be, but a new pair of In-line skates. Doesn't have to be anything too fancy. Either the K2 Soul 7 or the Saloman Deemax 3 would do. Hehe... And oh yes, UK size 11 please.

The K2 Soul 7 and Saloman Deemax 3 respectively...

Ok, if you can't find the size for either of these blades, I'll settle for any Free Skate models from Saloman. Haha...!

Wow... Certainly had a great time 'reflecting' on the year.

Anyway, I'm not asking you to get anything for me this Christmas, but if you really feel compelled to give me something, this list here is just a suggestion. Wouldn't want you to splurge so much money on me. But if you really can't think of anything, just refer to the list. Hehe... No really, you shouldn't get me anything. Really!

Fartos Smellios

Yet another pointless post, many thanks to my source of inane stuff: Mr Favian Kang. Loads of pointless, useless and corny forwarded e-mails have been appearing in my office mailbox ever since I gave Favian the address.

Life really is unfair to the obese. I want to own up... I'm actually the one that farted....

Palm Pilot and DVD Writer for Sale

Hey, anyone wants a Palm Pilot or DVD Writer? I've got both of them for sale. Here's a picture of their condition. $100 for the Palm Pilot and $50 for the DVD Writer.

Palm Pilot:

DVD Writer:

Many thanks to Favian 'Corny Bastard' Kang, for sharing this with me.

Francis Begbie and Roy Keane

Current Song in Head: Choose Life, Ewan MacGregor

Ok, first off, a warning. This post may be a little too directed at a certain group of people. More specifically, this post is for both a football follower and someone that has seen Trainspotting before.

Those of you who have the luck to catch Trainspotting would probably know Francis Begbie. He is the total nutter who is not addicted to heroin but addicted to picking a fight with anything that moves. In my opinion, his football equivalent would be Roy Keane. Yep, the ex-ManUre captain and complete w*nker. He picks fights with his (team)mates, beat the shite out of people who offended him (Alf Inge Haaland) and probably doesn't touch drugs either.

Its funny how different people have different opinion of the Insaned One. In my Spanish class today, there was an Irish student. What a coincidence right? Keane quits ManUre and I meet an Irish man!

Anyway, this Irish guy feels that Keane should go into management. Alright, Keane, management, sounds sensible. But, Mr Irish Guy feels that Keane should manage the Irish national team! Holy cow! After the pre-WC-Saipan disaster? Is he even welcomed? And if his players don't perform, what is he going to do? Break their legs? Diss them all off publicly? Jeez...

Hmmm... Ok, I think I'm starting to lose my audience. Haha... Kangz, you better be reading this still. Think you haven't watched Trainspotting before, but you should know Keane pretty well. Haha... Adios again amigos!

Que Pasa?

Current Song in Head: Maria, Ricky Martin

Hola amigos! Yo soy Thengz. Y tu? Como estas? Bien, bien...

Yeah, trying my hand or rather, mouth, at Spanish now. Just finished my 2nd lesson today. Once a week, every Monday night, I'm trying to pick up Espanyol.

The Spanish class that I'm attending is taught totally in Spanish. Meaning, the teacher won't even speak a word of English. This means that she has to be very good at playing Charades. So, on top of picking up Spanish, I have also learnt sign language. Not bad eh? 2 courses for the price of one.

So far, I would say that I'm not doing too well. I seem to find it easier to pronounce German words than Spanish words. Maybe its because of how 'coarse' German is. And being a slightly 'coarse' person, I have some difficulty picking up the proper pronounciation of the smooth-sailing Spanish words.

Interesting fact that I noticed in today's lesson. Did you know that the Spanish language places more emphasis on the vowels, while English and possibly German places more emphasis on the consonants? Won't really notice this unless you try learning a few languages! And judging from the French I hear, my guess is that French places more emphasis on vowels too.

For example, the English word, regular, is pronounced as Rey-Gew-Ler. Whereas in Spanish, its probably something like re-gU-lA... I could be wrong, but you get what I mean.

Alrighty, thats all for now, I'll give you lots another lesson in Spanish next week. Adios Amigos!

Trainspotting... No that isn't the one with Shu Qi...

Just saw Trainspotting for the 3rd time last night. Still as irrevalent as ever. Anyway, I'm sitting in my office feeling bored and wondering which character I'm most likely to be in Trainspotting, so I typed a search on Yahoo! for a surver. Lo, and behold, there really is a survery called 'Which Trainspotting Character Are You?'

Anyway, here's my results. Nope its negative. (If you have watched the show, you would probably know what I mean by negative.)

Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

Yeah... I'm Sick Boy! Always loved Sick Boy. Haha!

Shredders and Millipedes

A fellow blogger was blogging about her experience with a shredder and I thought I'll share with you fellas one of my experience. My army mates would attest for the following incident.

During my NS, my camp had lots of millipedes. So much so that for every 5m that I walked, there would be 1 millipede spotted.

So my campmates and I, being bored buggers that we are, thought of various ways to 'exterminate' them. A little like the Nazi's Final Solution to the Jewish Problem. I know that killing anything is against Buddhist teachings and any kind of teachings for that matter but we were really god damn bored and we were promised that there would be action when you join the army.

And so, one day, when i was using a shredder, an idea came to me. Absolute genius, i thought. I took a piece of paper and placed a millipede on it, and starter the shredder running.

The result certainly was not pretty, but at least the paper did not jam! Ok, in case you fellas want to know what the end result is just read the next paragraph, sorry I don't have any photos to post. For the weak hearted, just stop reading this blog altogether and maybe lodge a complain to SPCA.

Anyway the end result is a slightly mushy brown coloured paper shreds. My guess is, if I increase the millipedes to paper ratio, it would, technically, generate more mushy brown coloured paper shreds. (You don't say!)

Call From a Looney Indian

Current Song in Head: Turn! Turn! Turn! (There Is A Season), The Byrds (that Forrest Gump Song)

I was minding my own business doing a little bit of programming and slightly a little more MSNing in office yesterday, when all of a sudden there was a phone call on my office phone. When I picked up the phone, the first sound that ravaged my ear was a booming, distinctively Indian voice.

"Hello! You got 7 seater?"

Confused and not knowing what to expect, I replied,"Who is this?"

"You got 7 seater or not?" The Indian voice demanded.

"Who are you?" I continued on not revealing anything, god knows what this insane man would do to me if I told him I had a 7-seater.

"7 seater you have? Or MPV?" The Mad Indian voice shot back.

"I think you called the wrong number, who are you?" I replied.

"I'm Ramabalamama*, you no MPV?"

Obviously this guy doesn't get it... I swore.

"What number did you dial?"

"Huh? What number I dial?" Slightly shocked, but still booming and mad Indian voice asked.

"Yes, I think you got the wrong number," I replied. Unless I'm mistaken, the last I know, my company deals in conveyor belts. Then again, I could be wrong, but thats another story for another day. One thing is for certain, my company don't deal with cars. Even my manager haven't got one of his own.

"I dial 6-XXX-XXXX, you got MPV?"

Bloody retard dialled the wrong number, and he is still asking if I got a freaking MPV. I have half the mind to shove an MPV up his arse and an SUV down his throat. But being the ever polite man I replied as politely as a polite man can,"You dialled the wrong number."

"Wrong number?!!? You no 7 seater?" The dumbass probably thinks I'm pulling his leg.

"Yes, wrong number!" I spat.

"OK," he said and finally hung up the phone.

Jeez... What a maniac, I thought. But before I could return to doing my stuff, the damn phone rang again.

"Hello! You not XXX Car Rental Service ah?"

Bloody poofter, how dumb and stubborn can one retard be? Holy crap...

"No, I am not! Bye!" and I hung up the phone.

Thankfully, there wasn't a 3rd or 4th call from the Looney Indian. In any case, it was a rather interesting distraction. I might be wrong about not being able to meet interesting people in my job if calls like this happens everyday...

*Not his real name, didn't want him to be publicly shamed in here, then again, he probably feels no shame.

I'm Wee Y's kid...

Guess what everyone? I'm a duckling... Not sure if I'm ugly or not though... And to Wee Y,"Da Da! Quack!"

You Are A: Duckling!

The cutest of the cute, these baby ducks are often spotted in the spring following closely behind their mother. As a duckling you will grow up quickly, becoming one of the adult ducks seen commonly in ponds and streams. Playful and timid, charming and vulnerable, ducklings are nature's very definition of innocence.

You were almost a: Bear Cub or a Duck
You are least like a: Mouse or a ChipmunkWhat Cute Animal Are You?

Doesn't seem too accurate though... Might do the quiz again later. Haha... Currently still at work...

How to make myself feel good?

Current Song in Head: Monday Morning 5:19, Rialto

High on my list of how to make myself feel good on a really bad day is to hang out with the Piece of Shit. Yep, thats what I call him for those of you who haven't met him before.

Besides being able to make wisecracks and seemingly always think on the same (sick) wave length, top on the list as in why hanging out with him makes me feel better is I can show-off my 'programming prowess' to someone.

Having an IQ of slightly above a sub-human (kidding), the Piece of Shit is forever under the illusion that I'm some programming god (which I definitely am not). Haha... Anyway, today I helped him start his blog, so hopefully we would be able to read some interesting posts from him soon. Here's the link: http://goodgoodkoon.blogspot.com/

Everything Happens for a Reason.

Current Song in Head: Amie, Damien Rice

Feeling absolutely depressed now and yet I don't think I should blog about it. Sigh... I'm sure everything happens for a reason.

Its always good to have friends that listen to you when you're down. Sometimes I feel that I'm not a good enough friend, when I'm feeling absolutely down like today, and I'm looking for a friend to turn to, there are very few that I feel comfortable turning to, mainly cause I've been neglecting them.

Sigh, thats all for this depressive blog. If I were to continue, I might just go into depression, like the people in those darn bus station ads, seems like they are trying to make non-depressive people think that they are having a depression.

Singapore Under Terrorist Threat?

Current Song in Head: Wonderwall, Oasis

You know that the terrorist threat is getting a little out of hand when you are in an MRT train and the train stops at the station for 5 minutes without moving and the first thought that comes to your mind is that there is a bomb on the train. Yep, that happened to me today. Instead of assuming that some kid have fallen on to the track while trying to pick up his teddy bear, the first thought on my head is that the person standing in front of me is carrying a bag full of bomb.

But the good thing is, you know that Singaporeans are a brave bunch who won't succumb to the pressure of the terrorist threat when you see that the public transport system is still packed with people. Either that or most of us still can't afford a car or don't know much about the terrorist threat. Ignorance is certainly bliss.

Back to the events of today. I was travelling from my office (Inner Mongolia) to Orchard (Centre of the Universe) when the train took a 5 minutes plus pit stop at Tanjong Pagar Station. Before long, there are murmurs of a possible bomb threat among the passengers. Of course these are just speculations.

After the train continued on its journey, I alighted at City Hall MRT to make my transfer. This is when I saw one of the MRT staff going into one of the train cabin that I was about to board and she seems to be looking for something. Obviously my first thought is that the staff is looking for a bomb. Wow, how exciting...

But hang on,'Doors are closing....Beep...Beep...Beep...' And everyone just rushed into the train. Who gives a hoot if there is a bomb or not? I need to get to my destination. Die then die lor. Haha...

Ok, in the end, I don't think there is any explosion or bomb for that matter, but this incident sure made my day a little bit more interesting.

On a side note, I'm sure all of you have heard this announcement when you're on the train:"........If you see any suspicious article, please call 999....." What kind of articles are they referring to? Newspaper articles? I've seen lots of suspicious ones. A few years back there was one about Iraq having nuclear weapons. Or the one about Chelski signing Steven Gerrard. And any article regarding Mr George Bush is bloody suspicious to me!

Enough Numa Numa? Nope? Here's more!

Current Song in Head: Duh... What else?

Holy crap... It seems like there is an entire army of pirated Numas out there. Check out the Flash movies here:

http://www.newgrounds.com/collection/numanuma.html

Anyway, I've just seen the movie High Fidelity, starring John Cusack and a certain Jack Black recently. Those of you who have seen the movie or read the book (by Nick Hornby) would recall how Rob (Cusack), Barry (Black) and Dick would always try to come up with their own Top 5 list of some inane stuff? So I thought I'll make my own Top 3 List of Dumbest Songs This Year. Can't think of a Top 5. Dumb does not necessarily means they are irritating, just that they sound stupid. So here goes...

Top 3 Dumbest Songs of 2005
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1. Dragostea Din Tei, by O-Zone
2. Uncle Mutton, by Don and Drew
3. Axel F, by that Crazy Frog

Not sure who the singer of the last song is, surely it can't be a frog. I do know that the original song is the theme song of the Beverly Hill Cops movie series and that Eddie Murphy really kicked ass back then. Now, he is absolute rubbish. Just watch Pluto Nash and you'll know what I mean. Jeez...

Anyone out there with suggestions to make this list a Top 5?

Tales from Thailand Part 3: Snakes 'R' Us

Current Song in Head: Still Numa Numa Eh, been this song the whole day...

One of the many things that my little princess and I did in Bangkok was to visit a snake farm. And my little princess isn't even afraid of holding on to a gigantic snake! Check out the pictures!

Little Princess: Yum, this snake looks yummy!

Little Princess: Lalala... Ah Boy, I don't want to dance with you, I want to dance with Mr Snake!

Little Princess: Yikes... I think the snake is pissing on me!

Little Princess (totally elated): Hehehehe... Imagine how many handbags I can make with this snake! And the dumb snake thinks I want to dance with it! Hahaha!

Snake Handler: Ok, one more shot and I want my snake back... No handbags for you!

And here's a token shot of me with the snake...

And one more couple shot with our pet snake! We were pretty happy until the snake handler asked for a tip for the snake. I'm pretty certain the snake doesn't get any of the cash we gave them, otherwise it would have been wearing its fake Rolex...

Numa Numa Eh?

Current Song in Head: Dragostea din tei, O-Zone

Chicken Little is really stuck in my head. Finally found out what the bloody song is called, no thanks to Eugene. Shite...

Then I did a search and found this link: http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/206373

Check out the fat-so singing. Apparently it has been around for rather long... Boy, am I slow in catching the internet wave...

Cool Photos

If you've been to Forum or Wheelock Place recently, you would have noticed a display of pretty cool pictures of various parts of the world by a photographer called Yann Arthus-Betrand. Here's the link to his website for even more pictures. I've also included a link to another photographer called Steve McCurry. No, he isn't edible, sorry.

http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/

http://www.stevemccurry.com/

Tales from Thailand Part 2: The Crazy Taxi Top Scorers

Have you played the game called Crazy Taxi at the arcades? The one where you're suppose to earn as much from ferry people around in a taxi in a given period of time? And in order to do that as quickly as possible you'll have to drive like a maniac, bumping over curbs and driving against the flow of traffic?

Well, I'm certain that all the cab drivers in Bangkok are top scorers in that game. The get practice all the time. F**king maniacs. When they are not trying to redecorate the bumper of the car in front of them, they are trying to knock the pedastrians down like bowling pins.

On one of my cab trips in Bangkok, the cab driver tried to over-take another car. In order to do so, he had to go into the other direction of the traffic. However, he probably didn't noticed that there were people standing in the middle of the road, trying to cross it. And so what did he do? He accelerated. Yep, accelerated, and actually managed to get in front of the other cars and not knock down any bowling pins. The best part of this whole sequence was that the pedastrians did not even budge. Nuts...

And during the course of this whole sequence, my little princess was talking to me, blissfully unaware of the near death experience (not ours, the pedastrians), while I was praying to all the gods in the world and to all the devils as well (except Geoge Bush, both of them). When she asked me why I was so distracted, I was too traumatised to say anything. Haha... Actually I just didn't want to tell her about it during the cab ride, god knows what the cab driver would do to us.

In another ill-fated cab ride, this time it occured at night. The cab driver was practically half asleep and weaving in and out of traffic like the road belongs to his grandpa. Good thing the road was pretty empty and there were only barriers that we can ram into.

If there is anything that I learnt during my trip to Bangkok, I it is that I am a very safe driver...

Tales from Thailand Part 1: Bargaining Loser

Anyone who has gone to Thailand would probably know that before buying anything, one should bargain real hard for it first. More often than not, the price of the product on sale is probably way over-priced and can be reduced by a great 50%.

Anyway, during my trip to Bangkok, I really sucked at bargaining, and was really 'chopped' by the Thais many times. Chopped as in kena conned... If it was done literally, I would probably return to Singapore as a limbless handicap (and suffer from Xiaxue's scornful remarks o_O).

On the other hand, my Little Princess is the Queen of Bargaining, often managing to 'kill' the salesgirl/salesman and securing a superb bargain.

Anyway, there was one night when we just bought loads of stuff and our hands were full with bags of shirts and pants to clothe the population of a Third World country. We tried to hail a cab to get back to the hotel, but every cab we stopped demanded that they do not charge us by the meter but that we have to pay a flat fee of 100 to 200 baht back to the hotel. We refused to accept that because it is up to 4 times the usual amount we paid for our ride back to the hotel.

And so we walked along the streets of Bangkok, until I came upon a cab driver standing outside his cab talking to his Tut-tut buddy. Feeling that I should give it a go at bargaining with the cab driver and wanting to secure a ride back that cost around 50 baht, I immediately went up to the driver and said," D'Ma Pavilion Hotel, 30 baht?" My reasoning for starting the price at 30 baht was simple, yet short-sighted. I was thinking that if I were to start bargaining from 30 baht, the fella would probably up the price to somewhere in the region of 50 baht. Haha... Short-sighted cause the starting price of a normal, metered and legal ride in Bangkok is 35 baht. Of course at the time of bargaining, I didn't take that into consideration.

The driver's reply was instant and simple, he just turned away and continued talking to his buddy. And when I turned around to my little princess she was laughing her head off. Haha... Dumb me... Then she told me the starting price of a normal ride is 35 baht, of course the driver wouldn't even bother listening to me when i started bargaining at 30 baht... Bleah, only then did i realised my dumb mistake. Hehe...

Photos from Thailand!

Current Song in Head: That techno Chicken Little theme song they always play in the cinema.

Just got back from Thailand yesterday. I went to Bangkok and Pattaya with my little princess, here are some of the pictures we took...

Preparing myself for my first Thailand toilet trip...

Little Princess in front of 7-Eleven, Thailand's most frequently seen shop...

The Sting and I...

Little Princess peeping out of the toilet window...

Our hotel name:

Me and Sting again...

The Beach Boys and a Beach Girl! Hehe...

John Lennon-wanna-be...

This was what happened to the last guy who didn't pay for his stay at Hard Rock Hotel Pattaya:

Sun setting at Hard Rock Hotel Pattaya...

Mackey D and Little Princess: SawaaaadeeeeKap!

Ok, thats all for Pattaya... The Bangkok photos would come later... Enjoy!