Hey, guess what? Get me the fuck out of here
It's totally time to get the fuck out of NYC. I'm done, son!
I leave this Thursday at 12pm. and arrive in Bangkok (tee-hee!) around 4pm. The same day! Somehow the journey defies time and space, converting a 17 hour direct flight into a 4 hour puddle-hop.
In celebration, I've thrown up a handful of pictures (with captions) from last years' Goodtimes.

Check out this chief. He rolls deep in Bangkok with a fucking baby elephant! This elephant wanted nothing more than to groupe and kill. Btw, did you know that elephants are fisty as hell, and often kill people by crushing them against a wall, after which they take a few steps away to look cute and innocent. Terrifing.

Feeling hungry? No worries, there's ample Bug Carts everywhere so you can grab a quick snack. Care for some grubs, locusts, mealworms, or small batter-fried frogs? Perhaps a black scorpion? No problem, we got 'em. I swear that Thais have these just to fuck with tourists.

(No caption necessary.)

Oh, hello there! You've caught me taking a life-preserverless boat to my bungalow, which is hidden in the jungle somewhere in southern Thailand. (At least this is what we believed at the time. Truth is we didn't really know what the hell was going on. We could have been rowed out to sea and sacrificed to Bo Krop Thong'ala, whom is the god of tourist rape.)

Thais aren't really into whiskey. Johnny Walker has taught them that they like straight scotch, either Red or Black. In fact, Johnny's marketing is so fierce that Thais order scotch as bottle service! No shit. Also, it's about 156 degrees with a zillion percent humidity. After I blacked out and fell into the sea on about the 3rd night of attempting to drink brown liquor, I learned that Screwdrivers are the way to go.

I found this dope old-school Casio Calculator Watch in Bangkok's Chinatown. I got it for my boy, who ended up not giving a shit, as I never have seen him wear it. Goes to show you what you get for being a good guy.

Fashion is a big deal in Thailand. When Thais aren't busy walking down the runway, they're kicking ass. They wisely encourage small children to fight as well. The match after this featured 2 six-year-olds. These fights were in a raw-ass arena on Koh Phangan in the middle of fuckhole. The bleachers were cut-in-half palm trees, and you could drink beer and eat jelly donuts (wtf?). There was no back stage area, so dudes are working out and getting ready right next to the ring. Also, there's all sorts of shady shit going on everywhere. It's great.
Comments
what are you scouting "talent"
nice handlebar mustache!
I'm so jealous, I wish i rocked hard & international.
ps love the Crackshaw video - that's HOT!
xoxo Love ya!
Posted by: yung | April 14, 2007 07:45 AM