Sorry, I forgot about this. Remember this? Well that was from a weekend when Jimmy Two Times visited HK on one of his HKLW (Hong Kong Long Weekenders). Below is his debrief email and some more photos at the bottom.

You sir, are a force of nature, if not a loose cannon. The last I saw of you was in The Bridge, when you announced “I want some really big tits” and dissappeared. I left at 8.30, and it was still going strong, what a place.

Lessons are learned every trip, all helping to help pare down the art form that is the perfect long weekender…

Things I learned this time:

1) The staff at the Cosmopolitan Hotel don’t give a damn who you bring back to your room.

2) Ask for a room with the stadium view, not the graveyard non-view.

3) Buying two airport express tickets from the booth rather than the machine costs less.

4) Arriving on Thursday and leaving Monday is not the best way, as we were too tired from Saturday and the Sunday Roast to appreciate the last night properly. Arriving Friday, leaving Tuesday is better, still takes 4 nights, but we can Roast, chill on Sunday evening, bit of shopping, before raring it up on Monday night, when there are more girls out anyway as there is less competition.

5) Having said that, perhaps an extra day is in order? I really wanted to stay longer…

6) Dont peak too early, but dont peak too late! Learned this through experience this time and last time too. Don’t go with the first girl who is hot.. go with the first girl who is really hot, does it for you, and is friendly and you get on with. Having found such a gob smacking girl… stick to her! Don’t abandon her to try to find somebody who is better, because you could leave it too late, as I did, then having to settle for a beautiful girl with no electricity, and leave with her just as your first choice walks back in…. Arrrrrghh!

7) Visit lots of bars. I used to know this, but these days tend to stick to Fenwicks or Neptunes, whereas in reality there are cuties all over the shop. Even New Makati, which was described by Whacko as “pretty dire”, had its fare share of hotties. With a particular penchant for boots of all persuasions, from knee to thigh..

On no account visit a girly bar with Shaky. Self explanatory.

9) Filipino girls dont like thai girls, which I didnt know. On thursday two girls chatting with a mate tried to convince me that my thai girl was a bloke, whereas I thought that any girl in any bar in Wanchai will not be a she-male, they are not allowed in. She retaliated by getting my mate to dump his girls and meet her thai mate in Banana’s on the grounds that her friend was better looking. To be fair, she was. Better looking that is, not a bloke.

10) The Sunday Roast is all it is cracked up to be and more. You don’t have to talk to a off duty maid to pull her, just looking at her will do the trick. Enter us. Met a gorgeous indonesian girl, well cute, wearing a tiny pair of shorts. Couldn’t believe the scene at Laguna. My mates missed out on a very good thing…

11) Thai girls have the best skin, closely followed by Indonesian, with Filipino a poor runner up. Chinese/Hong Kong girls? I wish. Never had a look in… Should have talked to Barnaby’s girlfriend’s friend, she seemed cute. But I was drunk…

12) Convincing two girls to come back with you is apparently easier than it would seem. Convincing two girls to come back with you for free is also possible. All hail the mighty New Yorker and his New York skillz!

Shame we didnt get to hear “Lassie”, but it was not meant to be.

Heh, he’s back as a special guest at The MLCCC Christmas Luncheon. Already arranged and paid for after many rounds of menu negotiations. Yes, we want pigs in blankets (had to describe what they were) and sage and onion stuffing.

So, some pics. Potentially NSFW.

Now that’s a “What the hell is he doing” face. Caspar doing a bit of singing. And some more.

A bit of the singer.

More of the singer.

Hold on a mo, can you see her carpets? Yes, you can! Well we didn’t quite capture it on film, but it was already too late, we had seen everything. Including her nipple piercing.

And of course, finally, the girl in the boots.