The old builder-man working on our house in Issan sends the youth up the ladder to hammer in a big nail.
Bam, Bam, Bam, Bleuk!..the nail folds!
Youth comes down ladder & gets another nail..then back up there...same thing happens..about 5 times!!
All the while the old man at the base of the ladder is rolling a fag for himself..he's got his papers, he's also got his tobaccco in a small plastic bag..spliff rolled, lit up, 1st draw, contenment for the old fella.
The willey old man now gets another nail for the youth, tears off a strip of plastic from his 'Baccy-bag', &
folds it around the tip of the nail..offers it to our spotty youth, & beckons him up the ladder 1 more time.
Youth reluctantly tries yet again to get a damn nail thru' these 2 planks..
Away goes the hammer again..Bam, Bam, Bam ,Bam. BAM!!
Wayhay!..the nail is right up & job done..
Old man turns to me with a toothless grin, fag still in his mouth & shows me his baccy-bag..
..then with his limited command of English utters one word..SILICONE.
