ANGST
CHAO TURBAN.
I swear, I fucking hate banglas on bicycles, and banglas in general. Not being racist, (maybe I am larh, but who the fuck’s keeping score?) but cheebye I reall, really, really fucking hate them with a vengeance.
I’ve had one too many experiences when banglas dash out across the road at 3fucking am in the morning, causing me to fucking step on the fucking brakes of my car. Today’s experience was the ultimate, because he dashed out across bukit panjang road, where the road’s straight and there were no fucking cars on the damned road. So I had to fucking step on the damned brake pedal, pray to God and Allah that my car wouldn’t hit him, and decelerate from 90kmph to 0kmph. Yes, and my fucking car skidded to the fucking left, so it ended up slanted on the fucking road. Before I could even get off the car to give him 1x hohseh, he disappeared. Either I saw a fucking bangla hantu, or the bangla took off his fucking clothes larh.
Cheebye banglas. Knn.
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