safarimike11

What's a spark plug?

Oh well, never mind.

Write something of value on here - go on, you know it makes sense.

I personally recommend Decongestyl suppositories.

Gud1

Your posts are just hollow and condescending.

You are one funny guy; ever considered actually writing something of value on here?

This is what my wife has always said: If you have the money/time/knowledge, buy a plot of land and have your house built. I live on a muban that was built in 2010, when we bought the house. The workers were Cambodian, so what did they care? The muban was - as is often the case - built on a rice paddy. I had the grass - on 3 sides - dug up and had my own Thai builder lay tiles on the 3 sides - one at a time, with a sand base, rebar wired into a grid, 8 cm of concrete (concrete mixer truck) and the tiles laid when the concrete had set. However, we still had/have cracks and gaps all around the base of the house, which I have filled in periodically. The owners who didn't do what I did - and just left the grass - have it much more serious. I won't bother including pictures, but in some cases, the house looks like an island surrounded by sunken grass. Also, around a year after moving, all 4 external walls of the house developed hairline cracks all over. My wife - who used to work in the office of a large national house-builder, said that they used "80% cement, meaning that the other 20% (of the cement) was sand. These cracks were potched up by the same Cambodian workers who built the houses, hence the repair lasted around 2 years before all the same cracks returned. I got my wife's nephew, who was then aged 17, to do the job again under my supervision. It took him about a month and as payment I gave him my Ninja 300 motorbike. As for the plumbing, I have dealt with all the burst underground pipes myself. (All the weak joints eventually failed due to my installing a pump). As for and electrical, my wife's brother - who is a real electrician - rewired where necessary and replaced most of the circuit breakers, that were underrated and kept tripping. The guy next door, who bought the house with a mortgage from his bank, had to have the top of his roof replaced; we got those builders to do the same repairs to my roof for a few thousand baht.

Sorry, old man, section 26, paragraph 5. Need-to-know.

Can't help you.

Stonewall

What stamps are you interested in?

That's just given me an idea...

I have always bought my office supplies: A4 paper, pens, envelopes etc. at a Big C superstore. (Or Office Depot if there are still going).

Where did you have this done: a clinic or in a hospital dental department?

I used to work at a Private "EP" (English Programme) school. They ran KG and Pratheom classes. I myself taught Pratheom 5 and 6. I had a friend who was a teacher from South Africa (who was actually a qualified teacher) who was assigned to KG3. Each class had a Thai Homeroom teacher; these were all women and the Farang "teachers" (TIC) just happened to all be males. They recruited various Farang women teachers, but they never seemed to last more than a couple of months. Anyway - to digress, there was a KG English "activity" coming up and the Thai Homeroom teachers each had to put up a sign outside their respective classrooms that stated what their class activity was. I can't remember the exact details, but there was either a spelling or Grammar mistake in the sign the Thai teacher - aligned to my South African mate - placed above her door, so he informed her of this. At the end of the semester, he was shocked to learn that he had been fired; we briefly discussed this and he figured out the reason was for making his Thai associate "lose face", which really is a big deal - kow jai?

So, I take it that "and then" is totally out of the question?

(Only read this if you don't have a life)... I live on an estate (Thai = muban) - not in Pattaya - where there are approx. 200 houses (always 15 or so vacant/up for sale/repossessed) and I happen to be one of only 2 Farangs living here. Over my back wall is another - older - muban. There is a street running up (90 degrees) to my back wall. The house on the right (looking from my house) used to be empty but a few years ago a family moved in. The husband was the type of bloke that is always fixing things, hence I named him the "forever handyman". He was constantly making improvements to the outside of the house, which usually involved hammer-drilling into concrete. He had an early/mid 90s Volvo saloon that never started first time - but did so the second time. It sounded like he used to get frustrated with this because the second time he would rev the nuts off it for about 1/2 a minute to vent his anger. Further to this, he was constantly "fixing" it. One day, I actually observed him taking off both back doors and then putting them back on (twice); the front doors escaped intact. He installed a second-hand air conditioner for the upstairs bedroom, with the compressor (obviously) located on an outside wall. The problem with this was that it dripped down onto the concrete below, which would keep me awake at night, so I bought a length of (1/3" I guess) plastic pipe and handed it to him over the wall: problem solved. Last year he installed a water pump for the house, located downstairs on the concrete on an outside wall. This unfortunately didn't come with a pressure vessel, hence it start/stopped constantly and mad an awful noise to boot. This must have been something he got from a junk yard because it crapped out after a couple of months - not to be replaced. He also installed a water fountain that runs 24/7 and has 25 wind chimes hanging from various spots around his house. On a Sunday afternoon, he once started blasting out what I call SSS of the seventies (sad, slow, sh*t). I therefore moved my wife's CD played with massive speakers upstairs and placed it on a table by a window facing his house and blasted out my "best of Hawkwind" (70 - 72) selection at full volume; strangely enough, he doesn't do this anymore. There is more, but I will get back to my life.

Wot, are you saying that the assistant couldn't even say: "Just moment"?

sorry, should read (4th line down) "then on his left".

1. I took this in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia in the early 2000s. 2. Seka was a U.S. porn star in the 1970s and 1980s. 3. (work it out for yourself).

This tells me two things: 1. You know foxtrot alpha about Saudi Arabia.

Same reason they call a mini a Khu-perr.

I witnessed an accident at this junction around 4 years ago in the early evening whilst travelling from Pattaya Thai - as is the silver 4 door saloon (and blue Juke). My line of traffic had a green light, which was about to change. There were only 2 vehicles - me and a white pickup on the inside (left of me). As I went through the (changing) lights, a scooter with 2 on it sped from the road opening on my right - just passing behind me going towards soi khao talo, just as the white pickup was approaching to drive straight past soi Khao talo (then on his right). The scooter ran straight into the right - front - side of the pickup with an almighty bang, that was actually like an explosion. Being as there was no other traffic in my line / going in my direction, I was able to briefly look across and see that the scooter had totally disintegrated, as had the front right side of the white pickup. I scanned online for details of this accident the following day but never found it. Conclusion - from the above accident and what I witnessed, is that this junction needs rethinking/redesigning.

(Just had new glasses)... When I read this headline, I thought it said: "Why is walking st good for you?"