Pussy ping pong

"Phat Phong is just along here on the left," says B as we weave our way through the crowds of people, "you've heard of Phat Phong, haven't you?"

"Errr no actually, should I have?" I reply, feeling mildly stupid.

With almost ten days to use up from my holiday allowance for 2008, I'd decided to go and visit my Thai friend B in Bangkok rather than lose the allowance. Although I'd been in transit through Bangkok airport on many occasions, I'd never actually been into Bangkok itself. With the weather in London getting colder every day, it was hard to resist his invitation.

"Phat Phong became famous as a place where American G.I.s could find women during the Vietnam War in the 1960's," explains B. "These days there are just lots of girlie bars with strip shows, let's walk down so you can have a look!"

Although we're both gay, we turn into Phat Phong and almost immediately a young guy shoves a menu in my face which lists various shows that we could go and see. Top of the list is "Pussy ping pong".

"Does that mean what I think it means?" I ask B, not sure that I want to hear the answer.

"Yes probably! A woman sits there and somehow manages to shoot ping pong balls from her pussy into the audience."

"Have you ever seen it?" I ask.

"Yes, once," says B with a grimace on his face, and his whole body shudders. "I don't ever want to see it again either! If you want to go GB, you're quite welcome, but you're on your own. There's also a variation where the woman makes her pussy fire a dart at a balloon and the balloon bursts! I guess they have to work to train the muscles down there somehow, but to be honest I don't really understand."

Walking down Phat Phong and peering into some of the bars from the outside, we see lots of young girls dressed in skimpy bikinis all standing on very high tables, with metal poles by the sides of the tables.

"There's also a gay version!" says B, wondering if I'd be interested. "Hard cock shows and so on."

"But I don't need to go to some pervy show to see guys with hard cocks!" I say with a grin on my face. "Anyway, it all sounds very seedy :-(."

In fact I feel very tired, only having landed in Bangkok airport about six hours beforehand, so the pervy shows can wait for another day. Even though I'm sure that they are very seedy, I might have forced myself to go to both types of shows if I'd been feeling a bit more lively. And needless to say, if I had gone, it would only have been do some research for an interesting posting on this blog!