After a good session of Mad Dogs and Englishman in the midday sun, I hit a Seven Eleven to rehydrate.
An enterprising local set up his sex stall, selling mostly 'Made in China' viagra and forest oil that stops you from orgasming early, he was even using the Seven Eleven seat.
The question is where are the whores to practice the merchandise on?
The guy who was grinding his teeth outside another Seven Eleven was inside this one charging his phone.
Hi, I said. He's got bad skin, scabby and scaly. But I'm above judging someone on their bad skin.
He didn't even reply. But nor was he pissed off that I spoke to him.
I had sent him up in another post and was just hoping he hadn't chanced upon it.
He wasn't offended, if indeed he had read my shit, and even started into a long discourse on the virtues and pitfalls of Chinese made Viagra.
He took the stuff for the last three months to help cure him of his skin condition. He says the blood thins and reaches parts that are usually clogged up. He says his skin is much better. He's not the only one I've seen with blotches all over his skin. There's either been an outbreak of smallpox or some hard partying on the gear.
He rounds up the warnings on Chinese manufactured Viagra.
'A guy from Sabah died from a stroke.'
Poor bloke.
'While he was fucking a hooker.'
It was a glorious death, he said, but could have been avoided 'if he took moderate dosage.'
I asked him about his planned trip the Philipines.
'How did you know?'
Yep, he was fried.
An enterprising local set up his sex stall, selling mostly 'Made in China' viagra and forest oil that stops you from orgasming early, he was even using the Seven Eleven seat.
The question is where are the whores to practice the merchandise on?
The guy who was grinding his teeth outside another Seven Eleven was inside this one charging his phone.
Hi, I said. He's got bad skin, scabby and scaly. But I'm above judging someone on their bad skin.
He didn't even reply. But nor was he pissed off that I spoke to him.
I had sent him up in another post and was just hoping he hadn't chanced upon it.
He wasn't offended, if indeed he had read my shit, and even started into a long discourse on the virtues and pitfalls of Chinese made Viagra.
He took the stuff for the last three months to help cure him of his skin condition. He says the blood thins and reaches parts that are usually clogged up. He says his skin is much better. He's not the only one I've seen with blotches all over his skin. There's either been an outbreak of smallpox or some hard partying on the gear.
He rounds up the warnings on Chinese manufactured Viagra.
'A guy from Sabah died from a stroke.'
Poor bloke.
'While he was fucking a hooker.'
It was a glorious death, he said, but could have been avoided 'if he took moderate dosage.'
I asked him about his planned trip the Philipines.
'How did you know?'
Yep, he was fried.
