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Wow you must be good at your job. I've always wonder why, when Telesales walks into the Walkabout everyone shouts out "SECURITY".
My posts are just jokes, maybe they're rude, offensive, and politically incorrect. They're not my opinion, viewpoint, idea, or judgement, but they're just fucking jokes so lighten up.
Please, tell us more?TristranandIsolde wrote:No, I know a former Marine that wants to help in cases like these, for foreigners. We have support in all major languages, including French, German, Chinese, Korean, Japanese, Khmer, and of course English, just a phone call away.
We are also seeking reliable and trustworthy patrolmen/women as well! All volunteer work!
I'm not a negative person, I encourage people all the time...it's usually to f**k off! But, whatever.
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Seriously, we have all had a woman like this in our lives (or still do) at some point or another..
It typically starts with the first woman who loved you....your mother...
For your mother life was simple, as long as you lived by her rules... you had to be in at a certain time, had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there (along with the the names and phone numbers of their parents), what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan she would be leaning out of the front door shouting your name, telling you to get home .... and you knew you were in for a beating.
Then you met the first girl you loved... probably at high school...
by then things had progressed and for the most here I am talking pre-mobile phone days, but things were no more relaxed - you had to be in at a certain time (and she would call you at exactly that time), had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there (and God help you if a girl was going to be within 100m of that space), what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan you would be getting the silent treatment for days to come. And no beat-offs.
So into your late teens and early 20's..
maybe by this point you have left home, been and gone to Uni (College for our 'murican friends) and by this point you more than likely MSN, YahooChat or ICQ on your PC... your new girl (probably one you met online or down the pub one night) seems cool, but still... you had to be in at a certain time (and she would be online 5 minutes before to make sure you were), had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there, what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan she would be sending you an IM every 30 seconds, a nudge on Yahoo, a BUZZ on ICQ or that fucking annoying Knock Knock Knock on MSN.....and you would be getting the silent treatment for days to come.
So then you move in with a girl... maybe you get married the girl from your 20's..
basically the next woman in your life becomes your substitute mother, albeit with some benefits (you can fuck her) and some drawbacks (she won't just wash your shit stained pants without criticizing you or telling her friends)... things by this stage have reached a balance in your life, she has her friends, you have yours - hell you might even have some of the same friends you can go to dinner with... but still, when you go out you have to be in at a certain time, have to tell her where you are going to be (to the exact minute), who is going to be there, what you will be doing, what time you will leave, what road you would walk / drive / catch the bus down to get home... and if you stray from the plan she will be online asking people in a foreign country if they can help her find you because she is "worried"....
And when you get home? For a start you will be eating your food from the dog bowl in silence while she sits on her phone to her friends saying what a cunt you are.... then you will be doing the dishes every night for a week, probably having to watch countless hours of TV Docu-soaps and Teledramas about topless men Scything... but see, there is a catch here, because, as I mentioned she has friends too.. so you accept her shit and wait for the next time she goes out.. and when she comes in at 3 hours late; stinking of booze and cigarettes with her knickers around her head and vomit in her hair, you do what any man would do... you say nothing in the hope she will let you fuck her tomorrow.
It typically starts with the first woman who loved you....your mother...
For your mother life was simple, as long as you lived by her rules... you had to be in at a certain time, had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there (along with the the names and phone numbers of their parents), what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan she would be leaning out of the front door shouting your name, telling you to get home .... and you knew you were in for a beating.
Then you met the first girl you loved... probably at high school...
by then things had progressed and for the most here I am talking pre-mobile phone days, but things were no more relaxed - you had to be in at a certain time (and she would call you at exactly that time), had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there (and God help you if a girl was going to be within 100m of that space), what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan you would be getting the silent treatment for days to come. And no beat-offs.
So into your late teens and early 20's..
maybe by this point you have left home, been and gone to Uni (College for our 'murican friends) and by this point you more than likely MSN, YahooChat or ICQ on your PC... your new girl (probably one you met online or down the pub one night) seems cool, but still... you had to be in at a certain time (and she would be online 5 minutes before to make sure you were), had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there, what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan she would be sending you an IM every 30 seconds, a nudge on Yahoo, a BUZZ on ICQ or that fucking annoying Knock Knock Knock on MSN.....and you would be getting the silent treatment for days to come.
So then you move in with a girl... maybe you get married the girl from your 20's..
basically the next woman in your life becomes your substitute mother, albeit with some benefits (you can fuck her) and some drawbacks (she won't just wash your shit stained pants without criticizing you or telling her friends)... things by this stage have reached a balance in your life, she has her friends, you have yours - hell you might even have some of the same friends you can go to dinner with... but still, when you go out you have to be in at a certain time, have to tell her where you are going to be (to the exact minute), who is going to be there, what you will be doing, what time you will leave, what road you would walk / drive / catch the bus down to get home... and if you stray from the plan she will be online asking people in a foreign country if they can help her find you because she is "worried"....
And when you get home? For a start you will be eating your food from the dog bowl in silence while she sits on her phone to her friends saying what a cunt you are.... then you will be doing the dishes every night for a week, probably having to watch countless hours of TV Docu-soaps and Teledramas about topless men Scything... but see, there is a catch here, because, as I mentioned she has friends too.. so you accept her shit and wait for the next time she goes out.. and when she comes in at 3 hours late; stinking of booze and cigarettes with her knickers around her head and vomit in her hair, you do what any man would do... you say nothing in the hope she will let you fuck her tomorrow.
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All we offer is awareness, deterrence, a bit of training and language support to interface with locals. We are entirely non-violent in a professional capacity.Chuck Wow wrote:If your men need some "training" I know an apartment building full of ice-heads that needs cleaning outTristranandIsolde wrote:Geniuses, laughable people you are!
No, I know a former Marine that wants to help in cases like these, for foreigners. We have support in all major languages, including French, German, Chinese, Korean, Japanese, Khmer, and of course English, just a phone call away.
We are also seeking reliable and trustworthy patrolmen/women as well! All volunteer work!
We can introduce people to a healthier lifestyle if they are receptive.
Fool's folly is following another fool.
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Hairy Crabtree,Hairy Crabtree wrote:Wow you must be good at your job. I've always wonder why, when Telesales walks into the Walkabout everyone shouts out "SECURITY".
Is that why are called Hairy Crabtree? A bad case of the crabs infested your "tree?"
I don't go to the Walkabout, but I may have to patrol that area one day. FYI.
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Just don't go to Garage. I heard people doing your job did their job.TristranandIsolde wrote:Hairy Crabtree,Hairy Crabtree wrote:Wow you must be good at your job. I've always wonder why, when Telesales walks into the Walkabout everyone shouts out "SECURITY".
Is that why are called Hairy Crabtree? A bad case of the crabs infested your "tree?"
I don't go to the Walkabout, but I may have to patrol that area one day. FYI.
Thanks for sharing such a wealth of personal details Chuckie.Chuckie wrote: Seriously, we have all had a woman like this in our lives (or still do) at some point or another..
It typically starts with the first woman who loved you....your mother...
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For your mother life was simple, as long as you lived by her rules... you had to be in at a certain time, had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there (along with the the names and phone numbers of their parents), what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan she would be leaning out of the front door shouting your name, telling you to get home .... and you knew you were in for a beating.
Then you met the first girl you loved... probably at high school...
Image
by then things had progressed and for the most here I am talking pre-mobile phone days, but things were no more relaxed - you had to be in at a certain time (and she would call you at exactly that time), had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there (and God help you if a girl was going to be within 100m of that space), what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan you would be getting the silent treatment for days to come. And no beat-offs.
So into your late teens and early 20's..
Image
maybe by this point you have left home, been and gone to Uni (College for our 'murican friends) and by this point you more than likely MSN, YahooChat or ICQ on your PC... your new girl (probably one you met online or down the pub one night) seems cool, but still... you had to be in at a certain time (and she would be online 5 minutes before to make sure you were), had to tell her where you were going to be (to the exact minute), who was going to be there, what you would doing, what time you would leave, what road you would walk down to get home... and if you strayed from the plan she would be sending you an IM every 30 seconds, a nudge on Yahoo, a BUZZ on ICQ or that fucking annoying Knock Knock Knock on MSN.....and you would be getting the silent treatment for days to come.
So then you move in with a girl... maybe you get married the girl from your 20's..
basically the next woman in your life becomes your substitute mother, albeit with some benefits (you can fuck her) and some drawbacks (she won't just wash your shit stained pants without criticizing you or telling her friends)... things by this stage have reached a balance in your life, she has her friends, you have yours - hell you might even have some of the same friends you can go to dinner with... but still, when you go out you have to be in at a certain time, have to tell her where you are going to be (to the exact minute), who is going to be there, what you will be doing, what time you will leave, what road you would walk / drive / catch the bus down to get home... and if you stray from the plan she will be online asking people in a foreign country if they can help her find you because she is "worried"....
And when you get home? For a start you will be eating your food from the dog bowl in silence while she sits on her phone to her friends saying what a cunt you are.... then you will be doing the dishes every night for a week, probably having to watch countless hours of TV Docu-soaps and Teledramas about topless men Scything... but see, there is a catch here, because, as I mentioned she has friends too.. so you accept her shit and wait for the next time she goes out.. and when she comes in at 3 hours late; stinking of booze and cigarettes with her knickers around her head and vomit in her hair, you do what any man would do... you say nothing in the hope she will let you fuck her tomorrow.
Your mum's still hot, she's got all it takes to turn on Telesales.
It seems you can't take a piss nowadays without someone reporting you missing.
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I must say, that was a remarkable post ChuckWow, which I'm glad to see has been quoted for posterity. I have a feeling that the OP was a troll though. The real Kimberley Parker was infamous for arranging the kidnap and murder of her husband.
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Poor Chuckie sounds like he's had a life surrounded by control freaks and dominatrix types. What culture behaves like that?
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Either you don't know women or you are disillusionalUKJ wrote:Poor Chuckie sounds like he's had a life surrounded by control freaks and dominatrix types. What culture behaves like that?
"I realized that If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes."
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I'm in my 50's. Crime hadn't been invented when I was a kid Neither had the health and safety obsession. We roamed far and wide, played on railway tracks, pylons etc.Hanno wrote:Either you don't know women or you are disillusionalUKJ wrote:Poor Chuckie sounds like he's had a life surrounded by control freaks and dominatrix types. What culture behaves like that?
I liked Chuck's retrospective essay only until the very last sentence. That was a pussy-whipped, anti-climactic ending, man!
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Same here. And women knew their place......UKJ wrote:I'm in my 50's. Crime hadn't been invented when I was a kid Neither had the health and safety obsession. We roamed far and wide, played on railway tracks, pylons etc.Hanno wrote:Either you don't know women or you are disillusionalUKJ wrote:Poor Chuckie sounds like he's had a life surrounded by control freaks and dominatrix types. What culture behaves like that?
Just kidding.
"I realized that If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes."
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