Well, the classic, I think, would be admitting to having sexual thoughts about animals.
Or admitting to leaving one’s work computer logged into the SDMB, without having any kind of password protection on the computer. 
ETA: whoa i’ll try again when i’m not WASTED
Actually, it was almost coherent until you got to 3.
Not into science fiction/fantasy/'n’at.
Hey, me too…I reckon that I tip waiters/esses around 5% of the time.
Oh, wait… :smack:
Yes. Several, in fact.
But I will admit that I don’t like LotR nor Buffy.
Texas sucks! :mad:
I once thoughtlessly commented that I may have purchased a pirated DVD in Thailand once, which over here is the criminal equivalent of tearing off your mattress tag. It’s rather difficult to find someone who’s not bought pirated merchandise, as the pirate stands and stores are in your face and far outnumber the legitimate outlets. Caught some flak over that.
I have myself witnessed a woman on a stage here inserting two large frogs … um, never mind. I think I just thought of something else best not admitted to on the board.
I’ve never watched a single episode of Firefly. Nor have I seen any of the LOTR movies, or read the books. Also, I don’t have HBO, just basic cable. Oh, and BTW, my kid and I like to watch Naruto on Saturday nights. (I may have just ensured myself a lot of weekend nights spent in front of the TV with that last one.)
Any crimes you’ve committed.
Siam Sam
Frogs? I’ve seen the ping-pong balls and the banana show and even been fed at the bar by a particularly talented lass using chopsticks in an unorthodox manner but never heard about the frogs. Do enlighten me. *S
Regards
Testy
Well, I should not admit to seeing it. But if I did, it could very well have been in Hollywood Bar on the ground floor of Nana Plaza years ago. And if someone had been in there on one particular night, they may have seen a particulary old – mid-50s easily – dancer strutting solo around the stage, naked, much to the bemusement of not only the customers, but also the regular girls in there, who had obviously never seen her before, judging from their looks of bewilderment. Theoretically. And then this dancer, during the second number, may have plopped two large frogs out of a burlap sack she’d had next to the stage. I’ll leave it to your imagination where they were both actually inserted, but at one point she allegedly may have been dancing around with a flipper or whatever frogs have sticking out. And for her third song, it may have involved a snake inside that same burlap bag.
Maybe. I ain’t admittin’ to having witnessed it. But she was never seen again.
Siam Sam
I could certainly believe she wasn’t seen again. Those shows are fairly wild but a 50 year old woman practicing bestiality would be well outside the norm for a variety of very good reasons.
Next time I’m in Thailand I’ll have to take a look at Patpong/Soi Cowboy as I haven’t been near either place for the last two decades. My wife frowned on it for some reason. S
Regards
Testy
I’m only here to watch you all, not for the post content.
I’ll take a crappy human over a good animal any day.
And I’ve got to get back to Bangkok.
There was a short period about the late 1990s or so – some time after the events I related above – when the younger performers started including small animals in their acts. Mostly not as extreme as what I related, but one young lass reportedly had a small bird die after being inserted up there. Thankfully, I really did NOT see that, but it was reported in Bernard Trink’s column in the Bangkok Post. I’m sure, Testy, that you are familiar with Trink’s Nite Owl column, a mainstay of the farang community in the pre-Internet days. But stuff like that is over the top even for myself, old sinner that I be. The authorities thankfully decided this was a little TOO much and must have put the word out to knock it off, because it stopped suddenly.
But if you’re going to go to Soi Cowboy or Patpong, I recommend both over Nana Plaza. Nana has just about priced itself out of existence and is now mainly for tourists, especially Japanese, who tend to throw their money around crazily. The girls there have even begun to try to look Japanese with their hairstyles and makeup and such, to attract the Japanese men. The best shows now (NO animals involved, I promise you) are in Soi Cowboy, particularly Suzie Wong and Sheba’s bars. But it’s becoming too pricy now, too, and if you’ve not been there for about 20 years, you’ll be amazed at the transformation. It looks like Vegas now with all the neon. The local farangs are gravitating back toward Patpong these days, as the beer is much cheaper. For instance, Bt60 Singha in Safari Bar all night long, and Madrid Bar still puts out arguably the best pizza in town.
I believe in corpral punishment.
Kids need a smack sometimes.
I could care less if guns were outlawed.
Love him or loathe him, GWB isn’t stupid. Awkward and completely lacking in charisma, maybe, but not stupid.
I don’t feel bad about thinking Iraq was right at the time.
I haven’t seen LOTR. I have no intention to.
I don’t think the Pit is often clever.
I’m not even sure what fantasy football is, and I’m happy in my ignorance.
I dislike the whole “RO” thing in the Pit. Before some guy started a thread about it, we were blissfully unaware, and now we feel the need for disclaimers on everything.
I think Maggie Thatcher is a decent person and had strength of conviction in her policies. This is not a comment on whether those policies were good or not.
If somebody has been an arsehole on these boards and apologises, don’t say, “Wow, classy, dude!” They’ve still been an arsehole. Just accept the apology (if you want to) and move on.
Siam Sam
Is there still a place in Patpong called the “Rififi go go bar” That may not be the right spelling but they use a big Garfield logo with “A little pussy never hurt anybody.” I loved that place last time I was there. They had a dwarf for a doorman that also sold various illicit substances. I always thought of him as “Dealer McDwarf.”
As far as the birds go, OUCH! I keep thinking of the beaks and claws and things.
Regards
Testy
I know what “Emo” was, but I don’t know what “emo” is.