Bangkok birthday
Trust me when I say that everyone should celebrate their 54th birthday in Bangkok. I had a blast.
S and P took me to


And S bribed the MC to ensure that I was properly embarrassed and humiliated. I was subjected to a lap dance from an ugly transvestite who informed the audience that she was my mail order bride and I was in Bangkok to pick her up and take her back to the US.

P had phoned ahead and ordered a birthday cake. And you have not lived until you have heard 'Happy Birthday' sung off-key by a bevy of Thai drag queens. Priceless.


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