Alright, time for some light-hearted Malaysian comedy. I’ve been writing hard-ass posts for a while that even my ass is begginning to harden. I saw the man in the mirror and he was looking quite constipated. Oh well. Comedy should always do the trick. More like satires. And pure sarcasm. Yes. I love being sarcastic to dear ‘ol Malaysia. We just love to make fun of ourselves, don’t we boys and girls? Aaaaahhh yesssssss siiiirrrrrrr!!!!
So, for starters, let us go back in time for a few months to the Malaysian Parliament. Remember the “leakage” issue? Yes. Uttered by two inconsiderate idiots. Those two clowns really had everyone bewildered. I wonder how many dumbfucks cast his/her vote for them? Even worse than that, I’m still wondering who actually stood against them in the election. How could you lose to a fucking clown? Damn… The other guy must’ve been quite a weak candidate. Who the heck can lose to a fucking clown in an election? D’oh!
Foreigners are becoming a common sight nowadays. No, I’m not speaking bout those bra-less Europeans bouncing along Star Hill. I’m talking bout those grunge-looking Indonesians I see all around. Try coming to the Klang branch of Mydin. Fucking Indonesians as far as the eye can see. With their Gudang Garam cigarettes. I’m afraid of rising crime rates. Once this Indon came to me and said “Why blaming us for crime? We do no bad. The TV and paper make us look like bad people”. Bastard. When I’m at the ATM, I’m not looking around to see whether the TV news crew is around. I’m keeping my eyes peeled for Indons and Bangladeshis.
A few residents in my housing area were complaining about the drunken brawls and nuisance from a bunch of youths during the night. All kinds of proposal were brought forward. Neighbourhood watch, police patrols, bla bla bla. Shit. They could use a simple method I used to learn back in Sg, Petani. Just shut off all the ATMs in the area after 11 or 12. Where are those guys gonna go get their money to buy the alcohol? Who the hell goes to the ATM at 2am and withdraws RM300? A guy looking for a whore, looking to buy some crack or looking to buy some alcohol. Shut down the ATM at night and you get a whole lotta peaceful sleep.
What about the common “orang kuat” coffee and tea you find in eateries all around Malaysia? Everywhere you go you are bound to find these “mixtures” of 14 million herbs and roots. They promote lots of manhood and womanhood drinks, ranging from eternal stamina to a tighter vagina. What the fuck? It’s like these people are saying that Malaysian’s love humping. Yeah. I totally blame these herbal drinks for all those poor village folks who end up making babies like rabbits when they can’t fucking afford one child. Sheeeesh.
September 20th, 2007 at 8:16 am
oooooohhhhh boy….. you still don’t understand the term ‘lay low’….
September 20th, 2007 at 3:04 pm
A real good read bro. i concur with your views. The post contains many home truths that may, or more likely may not, stir the feeble brains of those in power into a positive reaction.
Your suggestion re shutting down the ATM at night is excellent and should be implemented especially at unguarded, isolated and stand alone ATM locations.
There is so much to do, and so few with any inclination to right the many wrongs and inculcate a sense honour, integrity, human rights and justice in Malaysia.
Malaysia is a sad joke these days, so sad it make one cry!
September 20th, 2007 at 5:16 pm
redgrave: i didnt u’std when u told it to me 3yrs back, and i still dont u;std it now
frank S: well my friend, a sad joke as it may be, I would still want to do my part to make it stand tall one day
September 21st, 2007 at 4:50 pm
I hate to encourage you, my friend… But you are awesome