Road Pests – A HEX on you…
BEWARE!!
For many donkey years, Malaysian roads have been infested by pests that could easily dethrone cockroaches as the King of Pests. These low-lives are multiplying by the seconds and science has yet discovered their origins and how they come about to plague the world. What is for certain is that they are here to stay and they are growing more menacing by the minute.
I just had an experience this morning with these road-pests cum sons-of-asses. Minding my own business while I was driving, casually putting on the turn-right signal moving to the right lane, when I noticed one of these road barbarians on two-wheelers careening beside all the cars from far. Noticing that this dumbass-brainless-shit-goat-for-a-father moron was still far away, I slowly maneuvered my car to the right lane.
And guess what? This asshole-shit-for-a-brain-Goddamned-scum-of-society continued to speed forward. Had I not stopped he would have rammed directly into the side of my car, flying meters into the air before crashing onto ground spilling what’s left in that nutshell-head of his onto the road. OHHH HOW I hoped I had not stopped. I would have done the world a favor by reducing the number of idiots in this world. But I did one of the stupidest things; I stopped, allowing him to pass. And what do I get in return? The motherless fool stopped and yanked a fucking dent in my car!
Could you imagine that?! Could you even possibly imagine that?! Had I not restrained myself, I would have jammed on the accelerator and grinded him down on the spot. But ALAS, I did not! And he sped off.
May all who read this blog bear witness to this forbidden HEX that I am about to put on the driver of motorcycle plate number WNG 9583….
“By the elements of nature and all living entities, may thou hear thy summon…
Let he who crossed me, Malay male aged around 27 years, riding a cub number WNG 9583 be at your mercy…
Let his rectum be closed and urethra be clogged,
Let he not sleep and yet not awake,
Let he be terminated from employment and his bank account frozen,
Let he cry help but get none in return,
Let him loved but get no such sweet returns,
Let him eat but forever be hungry,
Let him question but get no answer…
May his soul be forever at war... never at peace.
Let he end his life but to no avail,
Till the days of last shall he live with his treachery
And may this HEX be upon him until the day he repent his doings…”
……
Anyway after that, I made a police report but nothing much the police can do about these shit-for-brain people. But that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t exercise your legal rights.
For many donkey years, Malaysian roads have been infested by pests that could easily dethrone cockroaches as the King of Pests. These low-lives are multiplying by the seconds and science has yet discovered their origins and how they come about to plague the world. What is for certain is that they are here to stay and they are growing more menacing by the minute.
I just had an experience this morning with these road-pests cum sons-of-asses. Minding my own business while I was driving, casually putting on the turn-right signal moving to the right lane, when I noticed one of these road barbarians on two-wheelers careening beside all the cars from far. Noticing that this dumbass-brainless-shit-goat-for-a-father moron was still far away, I slowly maneuvered my car to the right lane.
And guess what? This asshole-shit-for-a-brain-Goddamned-scum-of-society continued to speed forward. Had I not stopped he would have rammed directly into the side of my car, flying meters into the air before crashing onto ground spilling what’s left in that nutshell-head of his onto the road. OHHH HOW I hoped I had not stopped. I would have done the world a favor by reducing the number of idiots in this world. But I did one of the stupidest things; I stopped, allowing him to pass. And what do I get in return? The motherless fool stopped and yanked a fucking dent in my car!
Could you imagine that?! Could you even possibly imagine that?! Had I not restrained myself, I would have jammed on the accelerator and grinded him down on the spot. But ALAS, I did not! And he sped off.
May all who read this blog bear witness to this forbidden HEX that I am about to put on the driver of motorcycle plate number WNG 9583….
“By the elements of nature and all living entities, may thou hear thy summon…
Let he who crossed me, Malay male aged around 27 years, riding a cub number WNG 9583 be at your mercy…
Let his rectum be closed and urethra be clogged,
Let he not sleep and yet not awake,
Let he be terminated from employment and his bank account frozen,
Let he cry help but get none in return,
Let him loved but get no such sweet returns,
Let him eat but forever be hungry,
Let him question but get no answer…
May his soul be forever at war... never at peace.
Let he end his life but to no avail,
Till the days of last shall he live with his treachery
And may this HEX be upon him until the day he repent his doings…”
……
Anyway after that, I made a police report but nothing much the police can do about these shit-for-brain people. But that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t exercise your legal rights.
posted by wahdegreat at 1:49 PM
4 Comments:
Well, we always have run-ins, but this time, I am right behind you.
Bebudak motor yang berkenaan....aku tulis dlm bahasa chibai pasal korang tak tau baca bahasa orang putih !!! Moga-moga engkau and motor kau secepatnya dikebumikan secara sekejam yang boleh dikejamkan ! Kau dan motor kau tu dah awal-awal lagi patut dijahanamkan !! Korang mat motor rempit lebih baik pi jilat lanjiao member korang !! Chibai mat motor !! Korang memang lebih baik jika cepat mati !!!
plagued..
this world is plagued with bastards and the worse thing is that the cops cant do shits about this kind of things.
even have the nerve to just put my report as a "general report".
"if you wanto do anything, maybe you should report it as a road accident, but for that you have to go to another station." so quick to tell me that they aint gona do shit about it.
plagued.. we are plagued..
man...u are being too kind here man.. let those Assholes die n rot in their world...man...
Bless your car!!
shit, bro.... so sorry to hear about your car. But a motorist of this mentality wouldn't be internet-savvy, so don't think you can get this message across to his nut-sized-brain. maybe you should cross-reference the license plae wih the RTD and get the bastard's home address. Then we hire one steamroller, drive over to his place and turn his bike into "Mat Rempit Pizza"
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