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Friday, May 08, 2009

Another reason to hate our neighbour...

Let me set the record straight. I'm not an insensitive person, although I may be slightly racist depending on the scenerio and situation. Please note that a blogsite is basically a personal diary of sort that's on a public platform. And since it's personal, I reserve my right to self-expression as well as my freedom of speech... especially so if I deem that I'm not in the wrong.

Paranoid Malaysians who take extreme national pride, please skip this. It's an unwritten understanding that many Singaporeans find it annoying to have so many foreign "talent" on our soil. Nothing we can do about it. However, please don't presume that you're the FUCKING king of anything when you're in foreign soil.

Why am I suddenly more angry than before?

Today at work, some mother fucking Malaysia who was smoking in the casino accidentally burnt a hole in my T-shirt. Firstly, the casino is packed and generally, there's only shoulder room to move around. So if you need to fucking smoke, watch where you stick your fucking cigarette, you fucking "lian pang ah beng"!

And instead of saying sorry, you fucking tell me off for not being careful.

Hey, you fucking asshole...

That was my physical reply. He then engages me in an argument, and goes to say in the typical stupid thick Johor Bahru accent, "All you Sing-ar-por-lean owe Malaysia, OK? We helps you nap Mas Selamat."

And being a person that doesn't back down from an argument or a fight, I retorted, "Hey, you stupid fuck, if you can't speak English in a comprehensive manner, please shut the fuck up. If you want to speak English, make sure you can be understood, you stupid fucking Malaysian piece of crap!"

And being a stupid fucking Malaysian piece of crap, you're picking a quarrel in a casino that has a no-nonsense policy. With the security being "buddies" with me, your chance of survival is a slim as a virgin in a prison cell full of sexual offenders. And so what do we do with CRAP? We throw them out.

So after being ushered by security to the holding room, he threatens to hunt me down in Singapore. DUH... sure. I took his address down and I gave my close buddy from the Secret Society Branch of the CID a phone text to call in a favour. Last heard, he had a nice welcoming community waiting for him at the Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal.

All he had to say was sorry. Stupid fucker.

p/s Mas Selamat was in your country because you're habouring many terrorist cells. So don't go gloating that Malaysia captured him. Stop ignoring the fact that your country has way too many fundamental extremists.

2 Comments:

At 8:46 AM, kaicid said...: you should have said to him: "HUAT your LAO CB"
At 2:34 PM, Adminstrator said...: it's ok. a 48-hour cold room treatment + the yellow pages therapy at CID should suffice.