Ahhhh...the only gaijin in the village.
It used to be that.... now the fat meat sack lives in fwarking central Tokyo....
More like a gaijin who has been in Japan too long and struggles to put up with the shit that comes with recent arrival gaijjns. Been there done that. Even refused to answer in English to a loud mouth pair of Aussies. Wakaranai!
This... this so very much....The Fat One`s Japanese wife is a lovely lady and after spending a month in Australia where everyone was apparently so nice to her... she sees a lost gaijin and wants the meat sock to help them!!! The three of us met a "lovely" young amerikan couple trying to hitchhike out of Tokyo in possibly the worst position ever (don`t ask)... After the police had screamed at them (this was just outside the French embassy a day after the terror attacks in France) to get the fwark out of the middle of the road... We ended up helping them, writing them new signs (In japanese, wife is fluent.... meat sack no so much) and buying them drinks and fruit to survive.... they couldn't even say thanks....
For me it was the English teaching crowd.
Whilst you've been living in Asia for years, have worked out how to get along and made a bunch of friends these folk blow in like backpackers and are only there for a few months on an unqualified working holiday and carry on like utter dickheads leaving you to deal with the consequences when they leave.
yeah.... this.... this so very much.....
Expats, some of the worst people I have met in the past 3 years. Think there's a problem with the 1%ers in Au, the real ones are OS making us Gweilo/ Ang Moh/ Farangs look bad.
The pig makes me look bad, I make the pig look bad..... I don`t know how to refer to the The Wachowskis` now... are they sisters, ex brothers........ this makes both of us really unhappy....
A simple and workable solution my canine friend. If you turn up at the International Airport with Bintang singlet, board short, thongs and have an adversion to saying 'Hooooooowwwwww yaaaaa geoooeeing' then a quick unseen ticket shuffle to Denpasar should fix it.
I do feel deeply sorry for Balinese being culturally assaulted by hordes of bogans. I just couldn't push myself to go to Bali since everything I'd be trying to escape is over there waiting for me.
hey hey hey.... no... just no...
please, please my wonderful (i`ve never met you and you probably do MANY MANY things that make the pig want to crotch punch you ({see that works for all sexes}-win for PC Spanky) internet fellow cycle riders... when you visit another country... remember your an ambassador... representing your... country? Well, people of the same skin colour and appearance....
SO DON`T BE CUNTS!!!
S
p.s. Meat sack kind of (real weak link here) understand how Parisian Muslims who just want to get on with their shit feel... Had to deal with a bus load of AUSSIES (half at the front and half at the back of the bus) loudly going "ching chong ching fwarking chong" every time the bus made an announcement {its computerized speaks English and Japanese}... fat boy immediately apologized (In Japanese)to an old Japanese man sitting across from the sack of meat who was glaring at the fat cvnt baring being contained by his white cancer riddled skin , I said they were loud and obnoxious.... He asked if I spoke English and why I didn't explain what they were doing is..... "wrong"... I explained they were amerikan... He nodded.....
I have an American friend that travelled with a maple leaf sow on his backpack as everyone loves Canadians apparently. 
