strange malaysian tales
oh and i forgot. yesterday while i was waiting outside the IRB for a cab in the sweltering heat, this plump malay guy drives up to me in a purple kancil. in case you don't know, a kancil is a malaysian made car, smaller and worse. he pulls up to where i was standing and offered me a ride. instantly, images of this fat malay guy trying to get into my pants leapt at me, but then again, i was in the sweltering heat. anything beats standing in the hot sun. so i got into his car cautiously made sure i could make a dash for it at any given moment if the need arose. but he brought me back to the office and told me to 'pass on the kindness'. okay, false alarm.

today, in the ever crowded trition bus, which if you don't know, is painted a hideous mish mash of blue, yellow and red and has a happy face for a logo, i got groped by a blind malay woman. i mean the bus ride was really bumpy and she had nowhere to hold on to so she groped at my crotch region. accidentally. yeah....right.