i can't make this stuff up. i was at Quiz Night last night and a certain member of our team i will call 'A' didn't show up last week. i knew he had been in bangkok for a long weekend the previous week, so i asked him what the deal was. and this was his story...
he went out on the town for his last night in bangkok (go-go bars, etc) and returned to his guest house extremely drunk at 3 am. at this point in the story 'A' clarifies two things: one is that he is cheap and decided to stay in a dodgy guesthouse in a not-so-nice part of town. the second thing is that he came home alone. no hookers
.so 'A' returned to the guest house and remembers seeing the receptionist watch him walk by.
his next memory: giant boobs. there are two women in his room. one has huge
boobs which she is swaying hypnotically in his face. she holds a cup of coffee in front of them and tells him to drink it. he does.
36 hours later
...he returns to a state of consciousness on a flight to phnom penh. his cell phone and wad of cash were gone, no idea how he got on the plane.
apparently he made it to an Internet cafe and sent a cryptic, spelling error laden message to his wife. somehow he got the message across that he had been drugged. when 'A' didn't arrive on his flight, it just so happened that a plane had crashed in Phuket, thailand. needless to say, his wife was frantic.
the best part of the story was that this was not the first time this has happened!! the last time it was roofie-laced coffee as well (not sure if boobs played a part) at a sketchy bar here in phnom penh.
both times the thieves took his cash and phone, but left his SIM card and passport.he reckons that he must seem like such a Nice Guy that the thieves couldn't bear to leave him totally penniless and helpless. but with a dose of rophynol that leaves you incapacitated for 36 hours they easily could have killed him.
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