Mayo 19, 2004
Hey King

How come you can comment about your dad scolding you when you were a child but you can't post about how, like, you ran into some Khmer fucking meth dealers or some shit in the wilds of Cambodia? Do they "have" "the internet" over there? Are you dead? I bet my lame pseudoliterary dreams don't have shit on your anti-malaria medication-induced night terrors! I bet while you sleep it feels like laser-eyed raccoons with flaming poisonous teeth are gnawing on your legs for the whole time!

Posted by at Mayo 19, 2004 10:40 PM

Good point dude. In case you haven't noticed I've been going through some writing problems of late. Luckily for me you haven't. And I haven't met any Khmer meth dealers, however we did get into a bonafide street fight in Bangkok involving no less than 7 chicks!

Posted by: king on Mayo 24, 2004 08:32 AM .

Holy cripes! I want more! Was it only women? Any Ladyboys? Were these women at least using meth scored from Khmer meth dealers? Did you win? Did you feel badly? Did you try to diffuse the situation in the way that only you, King, can? Did these women not respond to your jocular Canadian charm? Was it lost in translation?

Posted by: TheDiscourse! on Mayo 25, 2004 11:30 PM .
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