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Personally I am a big fan of Lucifer's on walking street, great music and loads of freelancers to choose from. I was in there at christmas last year with my missus (thai) and I got my dick rubbed about 4-5 times in 10 minutes while standing at the bar with the missus, she just looked and laughed as I was in total shock! :o

 

Well worth going to if u like your r&b, hip hop music, the missus likes going to xzyte near soi burkaow with a thai disco but some farangs go in. Personally I dont like it because I cant fully understand what the thai jokes are about in-between music sets 1luv. doh!

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Personally I am a big fan of Lucifer's on walking street, great music and loads of freelancers to choose from. I was in there at christmas last year with my missus (thai) and I got my dick rubbed about 4-5 times in 10 minutes while standing at the bar with the missus, she just looked and laughed as I was in total shock! :o

 

Well worth going to if u like your r&b, hip hop music, the missus likes going to xzyte near soi burkaow with a thai disco but some farangs go in. Personally I dont like it because I cant fully understand what the thai jokes are about in-between music sets 1luv. doh!

Those service guys are perverts are'nt they, Maybe they liked the look of you. :o :P

just kidding :o

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Not all of the disco's I should have made myself clearer. :D

Xcyte = great place.

Hollywood = never been, unless invited for birthday or something i probably would'nt.

Boom/ Ibiza = Never been, won't go, drugs, idiots, fights.

Marine 1 = Did'nt like it.

Marine 2 = been a few times, rather get on the piss in the beer bars.

Lucifer = good, too busy for me.

Tony's = he ain't getting a fucking penny off of me.(not until his fucking brother pays his bill)

I suppose the main reason is i'm not a dancer, i won't dance (because i fucking can't :beer )

Another reason is too be honest i don't want to get caught up in a police raid etc, i don't do drugs, but i have work permits etc and i don't want any trouble. B)

I used to go clubbing every weekend in London, I'm too old now :D

cheers :D

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Would do clubman but it's been shut for fuckin years!!!

1997. What you would have danced round your handbag at the Hac. Think not

 

Hacienda was an example of a dance club.

 

If I had said Sankeys Soap how many members do you think would have known the difference between that and the regular type club night

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Went to the Hacienda once. HEAVIEST club I have ever been in. Metal detector on the door. Moron bouncer looking to cause more trouble than they stopped. 99% of the club looked like they'd just come out of Moss Side (probably true) for the evening. Dance Club? Dump more like.

 

Now Wigan Casino, that was a dance club...

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I like to dance so I go to Marine next to Peppermint. If you want to watch a show on stage with so-so music, it's Hollywood, Lucifer, etc. I liked Marine; great looking ladies you can move with on the dance floor. That is a big plus for me; I love breaking the ice by asking a female to dance.

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nothing to do with pattaya but worth the read for the humor/humour.......... :cussing

 

 

Poms face alcohol challenge

Opinion by David Penberthy in London

February 02, 2005

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WITH Jason Donovan starring in the stage version of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang in London's West End, you would think the English would have finally dropped the cheap gibes at our cultural heritage.

Puzzlingly, this is not the case. The reputation we enjoy remains pretty much the same as when Barrington Bradman Bing Mackenzie landed at Heathrow in the 1970s and had his ice-cold tubes flogged from his Qantas bag by a Pommy bastard in customs.

 

There is little point arguing with the English, or indeed anyone, about our reputation for being big drinkers - especially when you're as drunk as we often are.

 

 

But the English are having their own messy little battle with drink, a political one, which has become one of the most hotly-debated topics in the UK.

 

From next month, the Blair Government plans to deregulate drinking hours so pubs can choose their own closing time.

 

At present, all pubs must close at 11pm, every night of the week - unless you go to an eardrum-piercing nightclub or a swish bar where the cover charge can run to more than $20 - and even then they often call last drinks the instant you buy your first.

 

You really have to hit the ground running if you're going to do a proper number on yourself by 11pm. Which is precisely what happens.

 

If the world's binge drinkers were put through a time-and-motion study, the English would win hands down.

 

They have achieved world best practice at the art of getting blind drunk, fast.

 

There's never any dithering on the way to the pub. In a shout, no one says I'll sit on this one. As 11pm nears, rounds of beer expand to include shots of tequila or vodka, drunk purely for their alcohol content.

 

The dreaded words "time, please" trigger the type of scenes normally associated with Pamplona. And the last train home is a sight to behold, its stop-start motion turning the carriage floor into a Jackson Pollack canvas while a cross-eyed fellow next to you playfully inserts a kebab in your ear.

 

One of the biggest chains of pubs (many of them are franchises) is the Slug and Lettuce, known evocatively as The Slut and Legless, for the young, binge-drinking crowd it attracts.

 

It's the exact opposite of Australia where, apart from Good Friday and Christmas, and unless that pinot noir enthusiast Bob Carr gets his way, we live with the unspoken reassurance that, somewhere, alcohol can be readily had. Here there's a sense of genuine panic that you're going to miss out.

 

In advocating deregulation, Tony Blair and his ministers have spoken of a desire to create a continental culture, pointing to mainland European nations where wine and aperitifs are accompaniments to tapas, impassioned group song and intellectual chat.

 

A noble sentiment, but one which Britons are quick to rubbish. The most striking thing about the 11pm rule is that many people, especially the young, avoid going to restaurants because it eats into valuable drinking time.

 

There is nothing like the Australian culture of starting the night at a pub and then going to a restaurant.

 

Blair's logic is deregulation will end the bingeing by giving people flexibility and choice. His many critics say it will only get worse, and that the binge will extend into the small hours.

 

The English are remarkably self-critical in their opposition to the reform. Newspapers, especially The Daily Mail which, with its coverage of drink, crime and immigration appears convinced that the world is about to end, have devoted page after page to photo spreads of women passed out, legs akimbo, on footpaths, drunken louts snotting each other, people chundering all over themselves, under banner headlines such as YOB BRITAIN.

 

It is reported as if it's a cultural weakness, almost a genetic disorder, on the part of the English.

 

Certainly, it's hard to imagine Harry the Bastard from the Millwall Supporters Club finishing another successful night of mayhem on the terraces by popping out for a chardonnay and some grissini sticks.

 

Blair and, officially, the police, although the force seems divided on the question, insist that whatever initial bingeing happens next month will soon dissipate, as drinkers learn to live with the flexible new laws.

 

His case hasn't been helped by revelations the Government sexed down a report by health bureaucrats predicting that alcohol-related hospital admissions, already costing the National Health Service $4.5 billion a year, could soar further.

 

But it is impossible to see how the problem could get any worse.

 

Public anxiety about the existing level of alcohol-related violence, injury and illness is already off the scale. If things did indeed get worse, the current coverage suggests Britain would be unlivable.

 

It's a sobering thought for our legislators. While an argument can be made that drinking games and promotions should be banned from our pubs, it would be interesting if Australia, as some have argued, looked at re-regulating drinking hours.

 

For, if the papers here are to be believed, the regulated Brits have a much more serious issue with grog-fuelled violence than the deregulated Aussies.

 

Heaven forbid. We might become a nation of high-speed bingers, losing our reputation for drinking sensibly in eight different locations for 23 hours over the course of two days.

 

http://www.news.com.au/story/0,10117,12123234-2,00.html

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pattayahappy

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:beer

 

Ferocious, are you a drug dealer?

 

If so we will all get to see what you look like in the pattya mail sometime soon!

 

Frankly, this thread makes me feel very old :crying I now know what it must of been like for my dad when I said Shirley Bassey was 'OUT'

 

:lol:

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nothing to do with pattaya but worth the read for the humor/humour.......... :beer

 

 

 

A noble sentiment, but one which Britons are quick to rubbish. The most striking thing about the 11pm rule is that many people, especially the young, avoid going to restaurants because it eats into valuable drinking time.

 

There is nothing like the Australian culture of starting the night at a pub and then going to a restaurant.

 

 

http://www.news.com.au/story/0,10117,12123234-2,00.html

A very good read B)

thanks, but surely the obligatory Indian or Kebab counts as restuarant culture?

 

:lol:

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:D

 

Ferocious, are you a drug dealer?

 

If so we will all get to see what you look like in the pattya mail sometime soon!

 

Frankly, this thread makes me feel very old :crying I now know what it must of been like for my dad when I said Shirley Bassey was 'OUT'

 

:eyecrazy

a long time ago used to get involved in some naughty goings on ! wouldn't call it drug dealing just enterprising ! easy when the doormen are a bunch of bloated apes ! :D

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