Perhaps you really want to come back and lead your country, if it weren't for one pesky little jail sentence. Or maybe you paid a few tiny bribes to a few tourism officials and got busted, but somehow they walked away without a scratch.
Maybe you were in charge of millions over a billion baht intended to help farmers plant rubber trees, but didn't really get much done, and then somebody sort of made you answer for it. That's always a pain. Or perhaps you've been slaving away in the editing room, piecing together a docu-drama that lifts the filthy lid on your country's preyed-upon citizens. You know, the ones who behave like jackasses while on vacation and occasionally get scammed or arrested in the process.
Whatever the case, it's been a long week. The kind of week that, when it's all over, calls for some celebration. Not just any reward though... I'm talking serious luxury. Like a slab of freshly ground beef, wearing a melted crown of processed cheddar, dribbled with heavy duty mayonnaise and slipped between two deep-fried donuts.
Oh, and don't forget the olives. I like my donut cheeseburgers dirty, no twist.
(If you'd really like to eat this, you can. It is served at the Le Fenix Hotel, on Sukhamvit Soi 11, in Bangkok. It wouldn't hurt to get really, really stoned first. Then call Bravo; that's probably a whole episode there.)