…Where the girls are cheap and the beach is shitty. Take! Me! Hoome, yeah-yeah! And this will be my home someday, reader. I plan to
Year: 2023
What’s up mingemongers and moneyhoneys, my name’s Seven and this is my blog. ‘Twas a week of low-key hangouts for this portly punter, mostly in
What’s up mingemongers and moneyhoneys, my name’s Seven and this is my blog. Last week, I didn’t leave my apartment much…except to Pong several times
What’s up mingemongers and moneyhoneys, my name’s Seven and this is my blog. In his post this week, Stickman had some good things to say
Greetings fellow BK Bukowskis and Bathshebas. My name’s Seven and this is my blog. Today (at time of posting) is Ozzie Osbourne’s birthday. It’s also
Hey there fellow mongers, how’s your redlighting these days? Tired of the frigging asshole tourists yet? Well settle in, because it’s only going to get
What’s up reader, my name’s Seven and this is my blog. As we face down the onset of another global war and the leaders of
Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and the donkey they rode in on, reader, how many more cunting tourists can fit in this town before it pops like
Happy high season, reader. We locals are officially fucked until after Songkran. For the next 6 months, Thailand will be infested with shitty tourists acting
Happy Sunday, reader. That is, if you’re reading this at time of posting. It’s one of those Buddhist dry days, so hopefully you thought ahead