Vietnam is full of nice people. So, when I pulled up to the traffic light and this guy smiled at me, I thought nothing of it. Just another nice person. He kept smiling. Then he said, "I love you." I laughed it off and said "You love me?" eagerly waiting for the light to turn green.
He repeated his declaration of love. I smiled uneasily and watched as he repeatedly gestured with his tongue against the inside of his cheek. I tasted vomit when I heard the smacking sound of his gums. He said something about my hotel, but I was already up, up and away before he even got the words out.
About Me
- tyler
- hi there, thanks for checking me out. i'd check you out too, if you were hot. so where do i begin? i'm a dude. in vietnam i'm a nguoi nuoc ngoai. in thailand i'm a farang, in indonesia i'm a bule and in malaysia i'm a orang putih. i was born and raised in northern california. spent most of my life there until i moved to portland, oregon in 2003 for a spell and then jumped ship for se asia in late 2007 to indulge in sticky rice and sunshine. you need it after living in the pacific northwest. thailand and i had a short love affair and i soon found myself falling for vietnam – at least all the pretty girls, the endless array of vegetarian fare, driving a motorbike, the overall energy – and became an english teacher. did that for nearly four years and nearly went insane. now i'm free again wandering aimlessly around se asia. on the lam. whatever.
1 comment:
OH dear, well you don't need them THAT nice do you....ICK!!!!!
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