A day at the studio

Ok, someone suggested in an e-mail that this blog is full of bad grammer and spelling mistakes. Before I continue with my tales of Thailand I just want to clarify that this blog promises stories and not solid grammer or spelling. By providing bad spelling and grammer I get the pleasure of exercising everyone elses dicernment of proper english therefore providing a service..... how unselfish....

Anyways, today we were picked up at noon and transported to Bangkok by Boy, our talent scout. We arrived at the studios around 2:00 and started getting ready. A female who was once a male before She had had surgery took our measurements and recorded our info. Then we headed into the dressing room and got ready. Joel, Josh and myself took turns suiting up into designer jeans dress shirts and blazers. After suiting up we each had a photo shoot and then went outside where we commenced to audition for a Frisk mints commercial.

The commercial involved the subject walking along as if to work, as He walks the subject lifts the mints contanier out of his pocket in front of him, pops the container open and then flicks a mint into his mouth. Up, pop, flick, pop and back down, in a cool rythmic fashion. After acting that out we would continue to walk down the street until getting hit unsuspectingly by a soccerball. From there we had to act out three different endings, the first one we acted like we didn't know how to kick the ball back to the players who kicked it our way and when we did hit one of them in the balls and then ran away, the second we did know what we were doing, kicked the ball around a bit and then kicked it snidely into someones balls, the third we acted blind after getting hit and then kicked a bald man in the head by accident because his head felt like a ball? I know, we were confused too but for any of you who have seen asian commercials you know....

The funniest part was everytime we acted it out the lady role playing would throw the ball at us and then yell "you f**king man! yeah you, you f**king man, kick the ball back, hey, yeah, kick it back" in a bad thai accent. Then, when we kicked it back She would scream soooo loud "ahhh, my dick, my dick, ahh", thats when we winced in empethetic pain and ran.