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My Favourite Go-Go Bar Is…



This has to be one of the top three questions readers ask me and it’s far more difficult to answer than you may think.

“Favourite bar for what?” is my normal response.

For example, I don’t go to Lighthouse to look at the dancing dollybirds, I go there to meet my mates and shoot the breeze over a drink or six.

I don’t care for naked or topless dancing which is what many blokes out there have top of their list of what makes a good go-go bar. I’d rather sit and watch a stage full of cute coyotes.

So already the majority aren’t going to appreciate my selection because there are no topless dancers and there are certainly no cute coyotes.

My Favourite Go-Go Bar Is

Some will say that my choice would be bias to an advertiser which is just silly. Anyone can email me for a party plug, invite me to a photoshoot or whatever else. Spending money on ads makes no difference. In fact, one of the websites biggest advertisers is a bar I rarely drink in despite being good friends with the owners. As for my favourite go-go bar… they don’t spend a penny on advertising.

Do they give me freebies? The barman, who I believe is the owners nephew, on occasion gives me and my mates a beer but he has no clue what Stickboy is other than the name on my lighter.

So why the free beers? He is a decent guy and I’m a good customer. I spend money and I don’t cause any trouble. A little rowdy now and again but that isn’t out of place in Sexy Night.

Yup, Nana Plaza’s last old school bar Sexy Night is my favourite go-go bar in Bangkok.

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Great staff, great service, great fun, great music – just don’t let Budget Bobby near the request slips.

Where the wheels will fall off the wagon for many in my choice is the talent pool.

The dancers range in age from 22-42. Some of the women on the small stage behind the bar have been working the pole for a decade too long but they add to the charm of the place. It really is like stepping back in time.

So they don’t have the hottest dancers on the books but what they do have is a great wee bar. Cold beers every time. Top tunes of the classic rock variety are only a request away. There’s no funny business with bills, girls hassling you or any of the other 10 Things I HATE About Go-Go Bars.

I go to Sexy Night to drink, smoke, relax and enjoy the music.

Sometimes I sit all on my own if I’m just looking for some time out or on other nights with mates for a catch up or as is often the case, sat with the dancers and staff having our own impromptu party,

To be honest, Sexy Night isn’t the place where you go to pull a hottie, it’s somewhere to go and have a good time. I’d still drink there even without the women.

And just like everyone else, now you know where to find me at midnight on X night of the week…

Stickboy aka Sticky Boy aka Mike McKay aka Mike McKwai, Wild Mike, Magic Mike, Mr Mike, and a fair few more best forgotten, is a party animal with hollow legs who loves music, current affairs, beer, food, causing trouble on Twitter, and making the most of life without worrying too much about what people think or say about his antics. You can send him stuff here -


Tales From The Front: Sunday Dinner On A Saturday Night



Stickboy, Fatface, and The Keeper are sat in a British pub on lower Sukhumvit on a Saturday night…

A gathering of the clan earlier in the evening for some birthday beers meant Stickboy’s belly needed filling before meeting back up with everyone who had gone in different directions ahead of the cake cutting ceremony at Lighthouse sometime around 10pm.

Somchai The Dog had popped in for a couple of shandies but was looking like a burst couch and was having none of it ordering takeout before disappearing into the dark Bang Na bound on the BTS.

The other half of the Dangerous Duo, Digiman, wasn’t ready for home just yet but had no interest in food.

The Keeper orders quesadillas while smooth-talking his missus, girlfriend or gik – maybe all three – and wasn’t paying attention to much as Fatface orders Chips & Curry sauce for Stickboy.

sunday roast on a saturday night

The food arrives, everyone digs in, more beer is ordered to wash down the grub as all four eat what’s sat on the table.

The Keeper is still on the phone like an old sweetie wife and starts making space on the table with his free hand when a waitress arrives over his shoulder with another plate of food.

He clears a space in front of Fatface and Stickboy who look at each other thinking that’s an odd place to put a roast dinner they both think The Keeper has ordered for himself.

He ends his call and tucks into the roast pork telling everyone to help themselves which they do.

Chips are in the gravy, potatoes are in the curry sauce and the plate is emptying at a fair pace as four mouths feast on the Sunday dinner.

More than halfway through the food a member of the service staff appears and starts talking to The Keeper with Fatface joining in.

Something is amiss.

“Hey Stickboy, did you order the pork roast?”, enquires The Keeper.

“No mate, I thought you did.”

In his best Shaggy voice, he fires back, “It wasn’t me”.

It turns out some poor bloke sat at the bar was sitting patiently waiting on his dinner the staff had wrongly delivered that the four scavengers had all but demolished each of them thinking someone else at the table fancied a Sunday dinner on a Saturday night.

sunday roast on a saturday night

The four grubbers thought this was hilarious and all just shrugged their shoulders laughing having told the service staff to take it away… until Stickboy’s bin arrived with a Roast Pork Loin at 295 baht on it.

He wasn’t laughing any more.

Had it not been for the fact his mates own the pub he’d likely have upset the waitresses with a few choice words having been billed for something he didn’t order with zero conversation between staff and customer over what was a genuine mistake on the part of everyone involved.

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Trump, #Thighland And Dinesh The Dick




I don’t care much for America, its president or politics but when my Twitter timeline is drowning in Trump making a tit of himself by pronouncing Thailand as Thighland then I’m interested.

I’ve no idea what Don was waffling on about when he mentioned Thighland and Vietnam or how chummy he was with their leaders and it’s not that important.

Nor is Trump making a clown of himself anything new from what I recall of him from years back when he faced opposition to his golf course in Scotland, the man is an idiot.

Here’s Scottish radio presenter Robin Galloway pranking him on a call.

Anyway, back to #Thighland…

Okay, he did correct himself straight away but come on, this is the head honcho of Arm-erica. You’d think he could manage to pronounce Thailand properly, yeah?

Well, apparently he did according to some dick called Dinesh who made a complete fool of himself to his 1.2 million Twitter followers and everyone else who pointed out to him that he was wrong.

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“Tai-land” is the crude lingo of people who have never been to “Thighland”… including generations of Thais?

Notice how he retweets himself – does he think the more he repeats himself and the more people read it that makes him correct?

Remember, this cockwomble has 1.2 million followers.

dinesh 3

Err, nope.

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Oh, is Dinesh the dick doing a spot of back peddling here?

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Of course he isn’t

A guy like this could never admit he got it wrong. Even if he was arguing black was white.

Thousands of Thai people replied to his Tweets correcting him and he chose to ignore each and every one of them instead he decided to belittle others who pointed out his mistake.

Finally, here’s the man himself from 2002.

Dinish is now a fully-fledged member of the #TwitterTossers club.

Hat Tip to femalefaust who was behind unearthing Dinesh The Dick pronouncing “Thailand” as “Thailand” and not “#Thighland”.

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Easy Does It This Weekend



Puffed Out

This weekend is a 4-day holiday in Thailand and normally I’d work through it and take some time off afterwards but with things so quiet on all fronts I decided to join the masses and take a couple of days off.

Updates will resume once I have slept myself silly and recharged my batteries.

I don’t plan on doing much of anything or going anywhere so I will still add a few updates on social media to pass the time as they don’t require much brainpower or thinking.

Whatever you are doing, be it the beach or boozing, maybe both, enjoy yourself and have fun.

See you on the other side.

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