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    Saturday, September 25, 2004

    Malaysians, the Party People

    These few days, the Darfur children has become one of the selling points of The Star. Of course, being kind and compassionate rakyat Malaysia, we should always show our kindness and love of world peace. And to do that, what is better than a big old party? And guess what? This is a charity auction party. Now let's see a prediction by me:
    1. First of all, a wrestling super star is here, accompanied by local stars
    2. There will be an auction,
    3. Admission is free

    And so, this must help to raise lots right? No, it will not. With thousands of rich and poor visiting Bintang Walk(sounds strange) daily, I doubt if the collected cash would reach the 7 figure point. Why is that? Well, because we Malaysians are pure party people, and we love free parties especially the ones from the middle and lower class. We do not really care about those middle eastern people, we just want to party. It is just that we are such good actors that it looks like we appreciate the theme. And for a small example, check this out. Remember the "We Want Peace" party? All we did for world peace was scream "We Want Peace" for a few minutes, and then we lay back and enjoy the show. And then what happen? We enjoyed the dazzling fireworks in the middle east. Our party did not even the attention from CNN, unlike the protest everywhere else in the world.

    And also, we hate to touch the insides of our pockets. The only reason guys put their hands in to their pocket is only to scratch their itching crotch. Just like a dinner my school had, some fun loving stingy ass who do not want to cough up RM30 to donate to the school to build something useful appeared at the party fully dressed, equipped with face skin as thick as a safe's wall. The Malay( I swear I am not a racist) guys won't even bring their aweks to places like starbucks. Instead, they sit beside Titiwangsa, claiming that it is romantic, because a cup of coffee in Starbucks cost more than Rm10. And also, because it is dark they can always bonk under the moon.

    Remember rumah terbuka also? The locals swarmed the food and finished it. And I thought the food was for the Guai Lo. What happened to the "hospitality" of Malaysians? Down with Indah Water,I think.Hehe


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