And my adventure with Thailand never stopped even as my plane touched down back here in Singapore, the city state of Uptights.
Bought for 1700 Bhat *after the mandatory bargaining , I bought an elaborate and stunning looking knuckle Duster attached with 4-pronged high tenstile steel claws/blades, mounted on a stand.
(similar to the first pic above, but 4-prong bladed like legs to a table and mounted upright)
A gorgeous piece of structural art bordering on macabre.
Well, was caught (Damn, technology these days!) and I swear I never intended it as weapon.
It's just really beautiful see what I mean? Like a metallic spider.
A weapon is one with intention, no?
A pen or even a chair can be a weapon in the right hands.
But me?! C'mon, if I was the murderous type I'd have cut my irritating travel buddy days ago. Haha.
A big hoo hah ensued by the security ('I'm just doing my job,' claimed the lame officer. Whateverrrr.). The police were called. Interrogation and statements taken. And no, I wasn't frogged-marched.
Embarassed ? A little. Taken A back? Hell yeah. Guilty? Hell to the NO.
'Investigations pending. '
PHUK it.Indeed.
Q... I really wished I hadn't bought it but should have taken shots of it before its confiscation.
SUX.
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