Pokai Art #34.2
I decided to spend RM40+ on bottles of Stella at Siang Siang last night, y’know, just my way of putting up my middle finger to the world and say “Hey you! I may be going broke but you sure can’t take my beers away from me!!” Then add that evil laugh “muahahakkggh…uhuk, uhuk…er…muahahahahaha!”
Now, I am down to my last RM57.43 and payday is about 20+ days away. How lovely kan? Tiu.
Also, imagine this scenario of you going to work in the morning. You enter your car and start the engine. Take a look at the fuel gauge. Fuel meter? Whatever. Cilaka. Okay, you look at it. Damn. The fuel light is blinking. Wallet has RM10++ after last night’s drinking. So, you intend to drive to the next petrol station. After five minutes, the car stops. You swear in your own language. You try to call your friend for help. Guess what? Phone credit: RM0.03. Chowhai, you mumble to yourself. Then, you walk to the village kiosk by the roadside and tell the taukey to fill up RM5 of phone credit. Okay, done. Smile a bit. Then, you dial your friend’s number. When your friend answered, that familiar beep *teet, teet, teet* and then, silence. Fuck! Battery dead!
Need I go on? Tiu lah, kan?
p.s. – Gosh, now I’m just wondering if I’m as fucked as my demented kanid after reading his stupid post.
