Just A Gigolo . .
By Wyatt Earp | April 29, 2010
I have a confession to make. It’s embarrassing, but I espouse honesty above all else, especially with you, my loyal readers.
I spent my weekend in an Indonesian jail cell. It wasn’t my fault, really. I was just strutting my stuff on a beach in Bali, when The Man came up and accused me of being a gigolo.
Dude, just because I am teh hawt, doesn’t mean I’m a gigolo! Besides, I never accept money for making women happy. It’s smarmy. It’s just not professional, .
Police on Indonesia’s resort island of Bali detained 28 people this week in a crackdown on “beach gigolos,” who scout for foreign female tourists, officials said on Tuesday.
The raids began on Monday after the release of a trailer for a documentary on Bali’s ‘Kuta cowboys’, the muscular and tanned Kuta beach surfers who develop short-term romantic relationships with foreign women in return for gifts.
The documentary’s Singapore-based director, Amit Virmani, said he found the arrests deplorable.
“A witch hunt for men with tanned and muscular bodies on the beach is the last thing anybody wants,” he said.
Hey, I am what I am. And since I’ve got it, I might as well flaunt it, right?
Topics: Evil = Funny | 11 Comments »
April 29th, 2010 at 1:44 pm
Dang. I’m big and bloated so I have to cruise around in the surf prowling like a hungry orca. When I catch a good wave I surf up to the beach grab one by the ankles and wiggle my way back out to sea. Unfortunately while they are trying to struggle they drop their purses and any gifts.
April 29th, 2010 at 2:22 pm
Damn, how do I get there ?
April 29th, 2010 at 2:26 pm
Jon – Well,if you don’t get booty, at least you get some booty.
Robbie – Well, cross the bridge and go North on I-95 . . . Oh, you meant how you get to Bali. Damn.
April 29th, 2010 at 3:14 pm
Whenever I go to the beach people gather around me and try to push me into the water. While they are all pushing others dump bucket of water on me. I’ll never understand it!
AND no, I have never received a gift.
April 29th, 2010 at 5:27 pm
Just A Gigolo?
I find it curious that you didn’t mention Jean Francois Kerrie once in a story about gigolos….
April 29th, 2010 at 6:15 pm
I finally discovered that I could make alot more money by telling beach goers that I’ll pee in their drink unless they give me a nickle.
April 29th, 2010 at 7:34 pm
Meh- these days some of those “gifts” keep on giving… Just sayin… back in the day, one shot cured all
April 29th, 2010 at 7:57 pm
You do realize this calls for . It’s a shame I misspent my misspent youth.
April 29th, 2010 at 11:04 pm
Fenway_Nation – Didn’t even think of that. I must be getting old.
Kaveman – Wow, you’re the Billy Mays of urine!
Old NFO – Thank God for penicillin . . . um, for other guys!
Steveegg – Well played, sir!
April 30th, 2010 at 4:21 am
@ stevegg- Forgot how campy David lee’s video was… pretty good stuff.
April 30th, 2010 at 8:51 pm
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