Jerro's Last Weekend in Bangkok - Slides, Swings and Climbing Frames

Walking around Bangkok, I came across this park, but would the Welshman who is enemy of all that is good and pure, and arbiter of Kitsch and all that is useless let me go there.

No he tied me to a desk and forced me to teach his classes while he kicked back and boozed his way through the last three weeks. Never let a closet dipsomaniac who hides his insecurities along with his drinking loose in a city where they sell Scotch in convenience stores. Big mistake there.

Anyway this morning, as he lay moaning whining about his hangover and whinging about how it is everyone else's fault and that he had been living on a caravan in rural Wales when he had been anally probed by an alien. Yeah, like some Alien would have travelled 25 billion light years just to poke a welsh redneck in the butt, so I decided it was splitsville.

I mean wouldn't you if you were in my situation and being forced to spend your last weekend in Thailand with a loser in a hotel room moaning about his head and other stuff I will not repeat for you dear readers. So I headed down to the park.

Yippie Aye Yo, Yippie Aye Yay





























































































































































































































































Cool Fun in Bangkok.