Crikey abaddon,my memory is not that bad.
I know a bit about paint and the paint was red enamel off the silly oil drums near the pool table.
You wouldnt spew if your pants were ruined in an establishment that cares little for customer service?
If only I was ex special forces like you and a trained killer I may have got my twenty bucks.
My daughter,sorry,wife thought it was all a hell of a joke.I wish she would grow up-hang on no I dont.
Bloody khmers.