"You must see the rice paddies" people always say. Really? Why? They're muddy, torrid and full of friggin' malarial mozzies, in short, the kind of place you'd pay good money to avoid. F**k 'em. Frankly I'd rather see my own johnson in a funhouse mirror. The only good rice paddies I've seen are in the Philippines and these are only good because they're on a big moutain.

Moni, Flores, Indonesia, 2005

           

see also: the only good rice paddies I've ever seen