"Open up and say AAaaaAhhHhh!!!~!~"

It was a lovely Saturday afternoon, so i decided to pay my traffic summons at the nearest police traffic station in Klang. Normal scene at the station, people queing up paying their summons, corpse ( i mean cops ) with uniforms, dogs chasing cats, half cold aircond and printer that sounds like Metallica "Enter Sandman".

There were like 4-5 sinners in front of me queing up and after about 10minutes it was my turn to pay my bills. I saw this corpse ( cops, sorry ) at the counter wearing a badge "Kami Anti Rasuah" ( We Anti Bribe ) and he asked me for my summon ticket, i gave him my ticket and he asked me to wait while he surf the internet for porns. Ok i was just bulshitting ( dont spoil the lovely afternoon ), he asked me to wait while he checked my total outstandings. After a few strokes on the keyboard he told me my total bill is Rm350. Ma cibai, Rm350?! Wtf?! I didnt bang any aeroplane, i didnt speed up to 300kmph, i didnt wank in the car and i never park outside Badawi's house ( Badawi = Malaysia Prime Minister ). I checked the report summary, mostly are speed trap and i was trapped 5 fucking times ! So i look at the officer, "Banyak mahal la...tak boleh kurang atau buat rayuan?" ( very expensive, can reduce or appeal? ). And this Mr. Saya Anti Rasuah replied, "Saya ada kawan dekat Bukit Aman boleh tolong, lu kasi saya RM250 saya kaw tim sama lu...kira kopi la" ( i got a friend in Bukit Aman that can help, give me RM250 and ill fix it for u...sorta like coffee money ). I looked at him and his cutie badge "Saya Anti Rasuah" .....*sigh* and of course i paid him, RM 100 discount. Anti my balls !

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I was with my usual gaming friends after our gaming session at our favourite mamak stall. We were sitting beside a group of fierce looking, stoned face ( im sure they are high on drugs ), 50cents face and with one glance you know they are the barbarians you dont wanna mess with. There were like 6-7 of them, talking in heavenly blessed hokkien such as "nin bu eh" ( refers to your mother ), kannibu eh ( fuck your mother ), cau cibai ( which refers to female "you know" ) and the list goes on. Kurt Cobain will resurrect from his dead hearing this holy chant.

One of them started to shout in rampage - shouting at his friends, screaming at the workers, yelling like he just lost his grandmother's gift. Crowds started to look at him, probably thats what he wants. The whole mamak environment suddenly becomes super ugly, courtesy of our Mr. Loud Speaker. Look dude, if you're high on drugs and you wanna shout...go back, wank in the toilet, cum right in the toilet bowl and then get someone to shove your fucking face right to the toilet bowl and you can start to screammmmmmmmmm like there is no tomorrow.

And the best thing is, 2 cops on motorbike passes by heard the screaming. They got down from their bike and approached one of Mr. Loud Speaker's friend. I thought to myself, he's gonna get it !! I was about to order a nasi lemak ayam for celebration while watching the show. And to my suprise, the cops actually greeted them politely and had a short friendly conversation with them. Wtf?! You know they are high on drugs ! The cops left with a smile and the shouting propaganda continues.........