BANGKOK (AFP) -- They have been boiled, fed to ducks, even attached to hot air balloons and cast into the night sky -- when it comes to permanently depriving a cheating lover of a recently severed penis, the imagination of the wronged Thai woman knows few bounds.
Thailand has become the world centre of penis reattachment surgery, but then it has been forced to be. While not unique to the kingdom, penis severing has been honed here to its most devastating effect through a heady mixture of routine infidelity, assertive womanhood and a national cuisine that lends itself to a kitchen full of sharp knives. [...]
The latest case was reported Tuesday when a 29-year-old farmer in northeastern Thailand was admitted to hospital for surgery with a severed penis, claiming that his wife kicked him. The couple had fought, she then denied his requests for sex and kicked him when he complained, according to his account to doctors. Such were the length of her toe nails, she severed his penis.
I haven't updated in a few weeks because nothing interesting has happened lately. But, as a public service announcement, let me share with you a picture that should explain why you should never, ever take your shoes off in or near a nightclub. please cast your eyes to the right:
Yes, you're reading that correctly: this girl is sitting on the curb oblivious that her bare feet are in a puddle of vomit. It's not even her vomit. Yet.
But let's not humiliate the customers and turn a blind eye to the staff: that just wouldn't be fair. Here's a picture of that same stretch of sidewalk later in the evening, where Devon is trying to get himself fired by doing some puking of his own while on the clock. He had the good sense to keep his shoes on, but he's supposed to be cleaning up the vomit, not making more. Though I guess it's more efficient this way.
And, for posterity's sake, here's a picture from two years ago of Ron (Devon's boss) setting the "trying to get myself fired" example by passing out in, if not a gutter, then at least a drain. This was at the first Nina Hagen show, I believe. This was also the image on the cover of our christmas party invitation that year. It said, "Come have fun! But not this much fun."