make me some tea: DAMN that's a rough 52 years.
Lsherm: Old pee story:Eons ago I agreed to spend a night with my ex-wife in Patpong (Bangkok's sex district) because my she grew up in Malaysia and she wanted me to see what all the hubub was about. . . . .
shortdarkandmeh: Lsherm: Old pee story:Eons ago I agreed to spend a night with my ex-wife in Patpong (Bangkok's sex district) because my she grew up in Malaysia and she wanted me to see what all the hubub was about. I remember being supremely unimpressed at the beginning of the evening because literally everything was a money chase - you'd get swamped the minute you spent any money at all. And since we weren't looking for "company" it got boring after about 45 minutes. But we were making our way through all the bars and clubs with a group of friends and right about 10:30pm my memory just flat out stopped. I still maintain I got a drugged drink or bad liquor from somewhere, but I was out. Don't remember a thing. But my ex-wife does.I was so out of it she took me back to the hotel at 11:30 when it was obvious I was done, and I rewarded her at 3am by getting up and peeing all over the bed, floor, and headboard, despite her attempts to get me to stop or at least turn around. When I woke up the next morning I was in the middle of the floor with a wet back and she was asleep in the bathroom tub with all of the spare pillows and spare blankets from the closet creating a makeshift mattress. I also had a splitting headache and a split lip, so I woke her up.ME: "What happened to my lip?"HER: "You wouldn't stop peeing on the bed, so I thought if I slapped you it would make you stop."ME: "I was peeing on the bed? How farking hard did you slap me?"HER: "The slap didn't stop you, so I punched you instead. But that didn't stop you, either. And your teeth really farked up my hand."ME: "Why does the back of my head hurt?"HER "Because you slipped on your piss and fell on the floor. You weren't peeing anymore so I went to sleep in the bathroom. We have to find a doctor for my hand."We did find a doctor for her hand, which didn't need stitches. My lip needed two, and something in the back of my head still thinks she hit me with something else after her first punch. But I don't remembe ...Did it make you humble?
robohobo: Reminds me of an old Tales From the Crypt episode
cryinoutloud: That's a handsome woman. I wonder how her husband lasted so long before he sliced his own throat to escape the misery.
Methadone Girls: She's only 52? Ouch
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