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gd:etag="W/&quot;C08GRX88eSp7ImA9WhRbGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-277229536887117699.post-1719374776391960292</id><published>2012-02-09T12:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:57:04.171+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-10T07:57:04.171+08:00</app:edited><title>Abusive Boyfriend</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
It breaks my heart every time I hear one of my friends getting abused by her boyfriend. It has happened to a number of my friends (with different boyfriends, of coz).&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Case 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This was actually my colleague. She showed up with bruises, or cuts here and there. At first, we didn't think too much about it. We did ask, and it was the usual "accidentally fell" or "bumped into something". It did occur strange to us as she wasn't clumsy in the office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Then, came one day. She was hospitalized. We thought it was a car accident or something serious. A few of the colleagues when to visit her in the hospital. They came back to the office crying. We asked, what happened? For a moment, I thought she died or something like that. No. She was badly hurt. And they found out, the boyfriend did it. How badly hurt? Got punched, black eye, broken bones here and there. Mind you, this gal was really petite - about 1.6 meters tall only. All I can say is, those who visited her really cried - and they told us, please do not visit her. It's really heart-breaking. For the record, I was a coward and dare not visit her.&lt;/div&gt;
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No, she refused to break-up with the boyfriend. Her excuses ranged from:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Been together for 5 years already&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Need his transport to work&lt;/li&gt;
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We offered to pick her and send her to work. She had an option to stay with one of our female colleagues too, for free. But no, she stuck with the asshole. No police report. Nothing. The abuse continued.&lt;/div&gt;
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The part that boggles my mind is, why not leave him? She could get someone miles better. If he was threatening her, it would not be a problem. The company worked very closely with law enforcement agencies. Our bosses were worried too. Help was not a problem. If so needed, we could get a couple of 'shady' officers and jump at the guy. We texted her often after office hours. Every time she was late for work, we got worried - "Is she OK?".&lt;br /&gt;
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Alas, an opportunity came. The company transferred her to New Zealand for 6 months. She went there for a project with a few colleagues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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At the end of the six months, she came back with a new boyfriend (one of the single guy colleagues on the same project). This guy is way better (looking, earns more, caring, loving). Now, happily married with kids. &lt;br /&gt;
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Not everyone is so lucky to have good bosses, or the opportunity to break away from an abusive relationship.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Case 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The gal got abused even in crowded places, like Sunway or the cinema. He would push her, pull her hair or punch her. She just resigned from her job, and was planning to move in with him. "For free rent" was her reason. Obviously she has her doubts, as she confided with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Come on girls. For Free Rent? And you are willing to be abused? That's not even worth it. Many friends are willing to help her for nothing in return. So, her excused ranged is:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Been with him for more than 3 years&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Free rent&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Will break-up later when she gets a new job&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He promise not to hurt her again; but he breaks more than his promises.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
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This gal, from Ipoh is good looking, highly educated with a Master's Degree, age 25 only. What the heck not break-up? Surely she can get a better guy, any time. Again, it puzzles me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I asked - what if you move in, and end up pregnant? I mean, if it is pregnant with a guy you love, it's positive. But this asshole? Surely her life and body is worth more than free rent. Mind you, his place is just a terrace house by Old Klang road. Even if his place was a palace in Marseille, he still has no right to abuse anyone.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sadly, this is still an on-going case. Despite all I could do, she moved in with him. My question: Anyone out there that has a better solution on how to help such friends? I tried all I could, to no avail in this case. Perhaps someone out there has good suggestions. Do let me know. It will be useful to all of us.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you are abused and you need help, please call someone. Here's a good start:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Call the WAO helpline&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : +6 03 7956 3488&lt;br /&gt;You can also call Talian Nur&amp;nbsp; : 15999&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Do NOT suffer in silence.It is not your fault. And yes, you will get someone better. Do not continue the relationship - he will abuse you again. Break it off first, get him to go for counseling, and when he completes counseling - you can get back together with him.&lt;/div&gt;
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"Is your boyfriend coming along?"&lt;br /&gt;
Her answer "He's working".&lt;br /&gt;
Huh? What's working got to do if he is coming along? He can work, and show up after work. Or he can be sitting at home, bored but yet won't show up. Don't they know how to communicate any more? What's wrong with them? What caused it? Too much TV? Too much Facebook? (Mind you, facebook is 'fun', but it is not intellectually simulating)&lt;br /&gt;
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Another gal was even better. I asked, "How many of you gals coming along?"&lt;br /&gt;
Her answer, "Maybe four or five".&lt;br /&gt;
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What the heck? Could I book a table for maybe 4 or 5 persons? The waiter would think I am nuts. Or could I order "Maybe 2 or 3 beers"? I would well be target practice for the bouncer. So, what kind of shitty answer is that?&lt;br /&gt;
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So, what would have been a proper response?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I will check and get back to you by Friday.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend is working and he will be an hour late.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend is unsure if he will show up, but do save a place for him. However, he will order when he shows up.&lt;/li&gt;
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No, I wasn't planning an orgy. It was just a decent dinner at Sunway. What happened after the dinner would be another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-2922396912460446745?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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H has her very sexy, 20 year-old cousin staying over in "our place". She was using one of the spare rooms. Incidentally, my clothes hanger is in the spare room in question. After my shower, I absent-mindlessly walked almost naked into the room. The sexy cousin was still in there.&lt;br /&gt;
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I clean forgot she was staying with us for a couple of days. When we say each other, I said "Opps" and "Sorry". But she had the sly smile, and said one word "big". She just woke up, washed up but yet to change. So, her assets were hanging free. She walked closer to me, and started to hug me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Long story short, we ended up having sex. She was flooded by then, and I was real hard. Gosh. How I miss those nice, teenage boobs. I suspect it's more than C, very firm and 100% natural. And the long slender legs. It was nice having her angles by my ears. She has a bf, but I am unsure what's the full story. We had it going for about 40 minutes. Wish it was longer, but I had to leave for a meeting. In any case, we continued our project later that night. She's very adventurous too, with little taboo.&lt;br /&gt;
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When H came back, she had that "I know what you did" smile. I smiled back. What else could I do. &lt;/div&gt;
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I will be waiting for her to visit KL next. That could be a long wait. Moral of the story? Guys - if you have money, forget the car. Get a house and keep a nice guess room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-962471085352683816?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You might have seen this but it is still creative. No idea who did it, but hey, I like all the views. Back view included...&lt;br /&gt;
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Just for fun, which body type turns you on? I would love to have 2, 3 and 6... all together at the same time. That would be fantastic :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-304106287561061646?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Yes, I do visit orphanage. Did the last about two months ago. On average, it is once a year. Do note - I prefer to give directly to charities (as in going directly to the orphanage, etc); rather than donate to those by the street. It's really I don't want to encourage scams or professional beggars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Yes - almost always stop for pedestrians; unless it is a danger to myself. No bloody point stopping in the middle of the highway. I work in dangerous environments too for my professional work. When I see workers repairing roads or even cleaning the road sides, I slow down. Accidents can happen. It's very sad to read when someone has to die just to maintain the roads we use. Most of the foreign workers who keep our roads clean will almost never get a chance to buy a car and drive it in Malaysia. So yes - if you see people by the road side, do slow down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I will be most unkind if they keep screwing up or worse still, lie to me. In the past, I will fight for their salary increase first, before mine. Obviously I won't be too popular with management after a long debate on why they deserve a pay increase. However, I am performance focused. I prefer to keep salaries low. Better if there is no salary. The reward will be in performance bonus or a very good incentive / commission scheme.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I apply the gossip test to others. At work, I am very strict. So, no one would feed me with any rumours, unless they have a death wish or something like that.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Don't pretend to be the best brother. But at least my sister won't run away from me. Or asks me to stay away from her. I guess I am just average in this area.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I drive a very old Proton Wira - so, this doesn't apply. My idea is really simple. My car is her to serve me. Not the other way round. If it gets scratched, well - it is bound to happen, just a matter of sooner or later. Won't worry too much about it. My bumper is still half broken as a result of someone reversing into it. Happened while I was in the car, and I didn't ask for the other driver to pay for it. I mean, it will be broken again sooner or later and it serves no bloody purposes - especially if it is the soft ABS type of bumpers on my Proton.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;As above - I don't have expensive stuff. If it is a pretty gal who spills sauce on me, I might ask her to buy me dinner... or even ask her to have dinner with me and I will buy her dinner. Don't wonder why.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A good collection of porn, but I read a wide variety. Harry Potter, Jurassic Park, The Lost Symbol ... and academic books. Have a good book collection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I would just wait around. A neutral feeling, I suppose. If she really doesn't have the change, and the amount is small, I might just pay for her.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Just hope the Ah Pek won't put the car into reverse gear and accelerate into me. My reaction is usually to keep my distance, rather than some idiots who will tailgate closely, honk and flash headlights. No point making the Ah Pek (old man) nervous. Look at it this way. If he is rich, he can afford the damages. Most young drivers cannot afford the damage. If he is poor, his car is probably a old car with a strong chassis. Damage will be on the car at the back. And very interestingly, unless you can provide documented evidence, the car at the back is wrong (legally). The police will ask "Who asked you to follow so closely". So, yeah - I rather worry about my own position than yell at the driver in front.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I stay very close to where my parents are - and we meet for dinner at least twice a week. Not the best son, but well, I am OK I suppose.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Prefer to go out with the ground level staff. At an informal setting, they will tell you heaps more (about work) than in the office. If at work, things fail and there seem to be no answer or a solution, start talking to the ground staff. Chances are, they will have observations or even ideas that will work. And they would never voice out in work - which we can all understand especially management thinks they are just dumb-ass. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I am usually nice to everyone, unless they lie, cheat or do something really malice to me.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Never date or slept with someone just based on looks. As stated, I value a kind heart and a good soul.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;H did ask me once. I told her not to worry if she gets pregnant. Just tell me. I may not marry her, but we will still have the kid together if she wants to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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All in all, I would say H is a better person that I am. I think she is kinder, and yeah - that's why I like her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-8620004260100818309?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I just read this article:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sin Chew Daily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;reported that a 16-year-old girl in Singapore had resorted to starving and vomiting after a remark about her weight from her boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;
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She only ate a piece of chocolate a day and eventually became anorexic.&lt;/div&gt;
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The daily reported that the girl, known only as Jane, was a high achiever in school and felt bad after her boyfriend said she had put on some weight.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jane would stay in her classroom even during recess to avoid seeing other students eating and only allowed herself sips of plain water.&lt;/div&gt;
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She added that if she accidentally ate, she would forcefully vomit until her throat bled.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/11/16/nation/9908153&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;Here's the link to the original.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What kind of boyfriend would that be? Why comment on her weight? Ladies hate it when commented about their weight. I hate it too. Some would say, hey - you put on a few kilos. Or you look slimmer. I mean, it's my body. As if I needed someone to tell me I am fat or I lost weight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mind you, such statements are of zero value. At best, it is just pointing out the problem. One could say, "Hey dear, let's go hiking together this weekend", or join a gym together. That would be a solution. Unfortunately we see this kind of zero-value bastards everywhere, including in the office. "Boss, sales down". I mean, fuck you. Everyone knows sales is down. Even the cleaner knows it. So? Here you are, on an executive salary scheme, giving me a statement that the cleaner could have told me. I usually tell them upfront about it and suggest they take up the cleaner's salary. Fair right?&lt;/div&gt;
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And girls. If anyone comments about your weight, especially your boyfriends / hubby - please be strong. Don't end up anorexic. You could reply "Yeah - when I diet, I can become slim. But your dick will always be small". Ouch. Do consider that response. And please, dump that bastard. You deserve better. Why have someone who can only point of flaws, and with zero-value add? It makes the situation worse and he won't be able to help one iota.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, dump him. If you cannot tell him to his face his dick is small, better still - tell all your hot, sexy&amp;nbsp; friends that his dick is small and he provides zero-value yet hurtful comments. After dumping him, work-out at a gym, lose weight and then make him regret it to the point he is willing to cut-off his own balls. By the way, don't lose weight by dieting. Working out is better. It's healthier too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-3762828128747228617?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/11/15/nation/20111115205440&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/11/15/nation/20111115205440&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, my dear AG - how does this differ from the requirement to present MyKad to vote?&lt;br /&gt;
Someone pays the villagers RM 50 each, keeps their MyKad for 24 hours on voting day. Villagers, without the MyKad, cannot vote. Wouldn't that be a violation of their constitution rights?&lt;br /&gt;
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We all know what is happening. Since MyKad is a require and it is a non-issue, what is the issue then with the indelible ink? I know. We know. It has to do with one of the 4Cs.... cheating.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gal: Hi. Nak cuba?&lt;br /&gt;
Me: Oh. Itu soalan bahaya. Nak cuba apa?&lt;br /&gt;
Gal: Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;
Me: OK la. I cuba.&lt;br /&gt;
Gal: Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to push my luck.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: Nak cuba, boleh?&lt;br /&gt;
Gal: Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, we happily exchanged our phone number. The following day was her off day from work. Suffice to say - it was a 'very satisfying' date at a hotel. We did cuba (try) heaps. Good thing is, she didn't go hehehe anyone once we started 'trying' each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-6305623852064504637?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The great emphasis nowadays is the mind. From young, mothers are bombarded with messages for DHA milk, make her child learn the fastest and be the smartest. Then, we reward 'bright' students. And in the big bad world, it is all about the money money money. To earn more, one will need a good mind or skills. The objective - to buy a new iPhone, or a new handbag, a car perhaps, gadgets and go clubbing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Occasionally, I would get this question "Does she love me?" or "Should I marry her?". I mean, how would I know. Most of the time, I do not know the other party. But for one to ask such a question, it usually means more than just cold feet. There could be some serious doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently, H and I organized a visit to a orphanage in Klang. We contacted our friends and I could say almost everyone contributed. H was however very annoyed with one rich, towkey. This guy has been flirting with H for ages - well before I got to know H. It never went beyond flirting - and some very very dirty talk. Now that H has some equally sexy friends, this towkey (businessman) enjoys going out with H for clubbing. He usually pays for the bills. However, when H asked him to donate for the orphanage - his true colours showed. He promised, and then - kept quiet and did nothing. Even worse, started not showing up for their clubbing sessions. No one would understand why. Firstly, if he had donated lots of money, the girls would have adored him, and perhaps would go beyond flirting. After all, he was paying tonnes for drinks. Trust me, the bills can be up to RM 3000 per night just for drinks. H's feelings? Best described by the phrase&amp;nbsp;"hell has no fury like a woman scorned." Note - H is furious at his lack of compassion, not the guy no longer buying her drinks. Trust me - she can get free drinks anytime from almost anyone (lesbians / bi included) if she so wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;
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Either way, that guy would have come up tops - if he had donated RM 100. Firstly, our largest donor was RM 200 by a very generous gal. It surprised even me. This taukey could have done RM 1000 easily. If he did it for sex, surely a number of gals would have bought it. If he did it purely out of kindness, he would have just enjoyed helping others. But he didn't. Not only that, now the girls are naturally - not only avoiding him, but posted enough on Facebook to remind me to be generous in such future events - if I needed the reminder anyway. It is worth repeating - Hell has no fury like a woman scorned. I also learnt (and will remember) that in addition to just posting stuff on Facebook, this bunch of sexy gals actually call each other almost immediately and discuss about it. In great detail.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, back to the topic - how do we test someone's heart and soul? It is not that difficult. Here are some suggestions - and you get the general idea. Test apply to both guys and gals - although I use the gender specific pronoun.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Organize a trip to a orphanage or a old folks home. Ask your friends to join in or to donate. Now, you get to see what the person is. Will the gal with the latest Gucci and the complete LV collection donate the most? Will the guy with a Ferrari give the kids a ride? Post it on your FB wall...and see who actually replies. If you are a pretty girl or a rich guy - compare the response to a post like "Hey - tonight I wanna go clubbing at &amp;lt;&lt;insert a="" club="" exclusive="" name="" of="" very=""&gt;&amp;gt;. Who wanna&amp;nbsp; join me?"&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Does he stop for pedestrians? Or give way to others? Does she jump the queue while driving? It says a lot about a person. It shows how much they care for others.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How does he treat his subordinates? Does he appreciate their help? Or think his subordinates or team mates are a burden? What happens when someone in his team makes a mistake? Does she gossip? Apply the gossip test. Have one trusted person plant a rumor in her. See if it spreads.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How does she treat her siblings? Spends time with them? Are her siblings (usually younger) close to her or would they run away / keep away?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How much time does she spend with her parents? If you schedule a date with her, would she jump at it and 'dump' her parents? Or would she say, sorry - "I have to go out with my mother"? Or does she say "Aiyoo Ah Ma.... why need to go to the hospital again? You ask sister to take you la...".&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Is he a Mr. Price-tag? Borrow his car (if he has a fancy one.). Call him 30 minutes later. Tell him you had an accident. Does he ask about you first, or his car first? If he is more worried about his car than you, and you do not appreciate that, consider dumping him and a way to keep the car. &lt;br /&gt;Note: Do not lie. Just say you met with an accident. Do not say what accident. It could be running over a gecko or a fly was killed when it hit the windscreen. You get the idea.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What happens if a waiter spills wine on her RM5000 LV bag? Does she become an ugly Miss Price-Tag yelling and shouting, reminding the poor waiting the he would never ever afford the bag? Then tell him how expensive the aged French wine is and he will never be able to enjoy it. Or will she forgive the poor waiter when he has apologized? The thing is this - the really rich ones and for the few who can afford the expensive stuff - they usually cannot be too bothered about all these. To them, it's just buy another. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Does she have more books or more shoes? Does he have more books or porn DVDs? What does one read? Romance? Humanities? Self help? How to sell more, make more money?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How does she react in a check-out queue when an old lady in front asks for the total amount for the tenth time before hearing it, then starts fumbling for the exact change? Does she roll her eyes with the please drop dead somewhere else expression? Or does she say - poor old lady. Or does she run out to the cosmetic aisle and get more 'anti-wrinkle' cream for herself with the better-not-end-up-like-her expression?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What if the Ah Pek (old man) in front of him drives really slow and takes almost forever to get out of a junction? Would he start swearing? Or will he just take the opportunity and appreciate your sexy thighs? That would be how he would be treating you when you are old and slow.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;When was the last time he took his father out for a meal? Or she took her mum out shopping? It does not count if it goes like "Ah Pa...eat faster la. I wanna date that hot gal / &amp;lt;&lt;insert here="" name="" your=""&gt;&amp;gt; la... cannot &lt;i&gt;tahan &lt;/i&gt;already."&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Does he go out for lunch with anyone from the office, or only equals? Or does she try to go out for lunch only with the &lt;i&gt;Mat Salleh&lt;/i&gt; boss? If there is an office function, does he mingle with his bosses only, or does he ensure that his staff are well fed and comfortable? I learnt that this means a lot to non-executive staff. Bad enough they already feel out of place, and their immediate superiors won't even talk to them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;When he shows up for the interview, how does he treat the reception? Ask a cleaner to mop the floor or vacuum the place, where she is sitting. What does her face say? How one treats subordinates is the true reflection of his/her heart &amp;amp; soul.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Don't just ask your sexy friend to hit on your bf to see how he reacts or will he cheat on you. Instead, ask one that's ordinary looking, or less sexy (in his terms), or someone completely not his taste and hit on him. How would he reject her? Kindly or a stab-in-the-heart type? I've heard it all from "If you lose 50 pounds, then I will consider" or "I am so pretty, sure I can date better guys. If you are driving a BMW...then, I might date you la". &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ask him "Dear...what if I am pregnant?" (for non hubby cases). See what happens. Best if you can set it up - as in SMS him to say you have something important to ask him, book a restaurant. Make it like a 'big event'. However, do note : Ask him what if you are pregnant. Don't lie and say you are pregnant - if you are not. If he finds out you are lying and he dumps you - I am not liable for it.&lt;/li&gt;
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There is no right or wrong response. Consider this. If the sexytary wants to bed the boss for a quick promotion, and the boss is the real hamsap and flirty type - good. Match made in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;
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If he is after her bedroom skills and she is after his money - good. They can go screw each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem starts with when he wants a wife and she wants a sugar daddy. Or he wants a fuck buddy and she wants a family. Be wise. It's a cruel world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-2233562219584373684?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It has been sometime since I had a good B2B massage. This time, I ventured out to Cheras - very far from where I stay. But alas, the trip was worth it. This place is near Smart Hotel. That's about all I know. The rest of the work was done by my GPS. BTW - I really have not much of a clue about Cheras.&lt;/div&gt;
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When I arrived, my buddy OKT Ah Chai greeted me. There were only three massage ladies available - all in their 30s. The two Thais were sexy and super busty. But he told me to try the lady from China. He told me she's the BJ master.&lt;/div&gt;
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So, off I went. The body to body (B2B) massage started soon enough. It was pretty ordinary for a B2B massage. She knew how to excite. She knew what needed to be massaged. Then, I turned over (massages usually start lying on the stomach); and she continue with the massage.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then came the question "Do you want a BJ?" I kept quiet. Next question, very seductively "How about fire &amp;amp; ice? Or make love?" I opted for the Fire &amp;amp; Ice. What is it? It's simple. She brings in two glasses of water. Gives me a regular BJ (which she is really good at), takes a small gulp of cold water and continues with her BJ. This is done with the cold water in her mouth. It was a very good and over-whelming sensation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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After a minute or two, she spit out the now warm-water into a bucket, and slithered her naked body up my body...and whispered in my ears.. "You like that?" My cock was between her legs, just outside her pussy. Well, given my difficult position, I could not disagree with her. Next question " Can you control? Or do you want to cum? If you want to cum, let me know. The 'fire' BJ will be very intense... most guys cum immediately".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I said I was OK. She wanted confirmation "Just OK? Or can still take it?". I said "Can".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, she started the "Fire" BJ. And true to her words, it was very intense. What a feeling. I was on the verge of a "happy ending", but I manage to hold on to it. To cut a long story short, she kept alternating between fire and ice, so to speak. It was really good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Towards the end, again with her body pressed against mine, she pointed to the two almost empty cups. She said " I like it... you know how to control." We gave each other wicked smile before she continued with Fire till I came in her mouth. She sucked like ...well, a pro. "You shoot hard". Oh well, what would you expect? "Wish we can make love"....then I should be charging her.&lt;/div&gt;
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All in all, it was a very pleasurable session for an hour. Tipped her a fair bit. Official fee would be RM 120 only. I must mention Ah Chai gives me a special rate. For those with mild erection problems, you might wanna consider some Viagra / Cialis before this...just to keep it hard during ice. For the record, I needed no "supplements" for my "performance".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The term "Complicated" as a relationship status is sure overused. And misused. As for most relationships, it is far from complicated. The status "Complicated" should be reserved for truly complicated relationships. For example:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Complicated:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Abby loves Adam. However, Adam's dad has been in a secretly fucks Abby. Adam does not know about it. Adam's sister, Sue, knows about her dad and Abby's relationship. Sue is a lesbian and has the hots for Abby. Sue blackmails Abby to sleep with her. Reluctantly, Abby agrees as she still wants to be with Adam.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Twisted:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Same as above, but Abby is pregnant with Adam's dad child. Abby and Adam will get married soon. Sue wants extra time with Abby after the marriage. Adam is actually gay.&lt;/div&gt;
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So, if the relationship is nothing like the above, please stop using the word 'complicated'. It is not complicated. See below for the proper definitions (to me at least)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;MBA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Married but available. It could be a open MBA, or a secretive one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Dilemma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Unsure if one wants to continue with the current bf/gf or husband/wife relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Example: &lt;i&gt;Relationship status: In Dilemma with Amber.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;WFO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Waiting for Opportunity. When the time is right, this person will terminate / end relationship with current partner. The right 'time' could be:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When a rich 80 year old comes along. He does not have any heir either. Does not matter if he has hair or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A sexy 17 year old comes along, with natural C cups, 170cm tall and loves sex.&lt;/li&gt;
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You get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;SAD - Class 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Single and Desirable&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;SAD - Class 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Single and desperate&lt;/div&gt;
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Cheating On &amp;amp; Cheating With&lt;/div&gt;
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Example:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Relationship status: Cheating on Wilson; cheating with Johnny.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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If anyone declares it as such, it am sure it will make the Jerry Springer show look like Sesame Street.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;For Show&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Example: Relationship Status: In relationship with Camelia; For Show with Dianna.&lt;/div&gt;
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Very suitable for those who has one for show; and one whom he really loves. Typically for males; but rich datin-datins are catching on too.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;For Money&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Similar as above, but more applicable to girls. Guys are catching on too.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;For Sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Example: Married to Kent; for sex with Jimmy &amp;amp; Sue.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Suitable for the bored housewives or house-husbands.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;SNA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Single and not available. Happy with being alone. Don't ask any more. Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Yoyo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Example: Gal loves guy. After some time, starts fighting / arguing. Dumps guy. Stuff herself with food / Guy drinks and gets messed up. Make up, loves him again. Starts dieting for him / he repents and promises to quick drinking / smoking / gambling. Repeat.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Love-Hate: Class 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Example: John loves to hate Sue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
John actually enjoys hating / arguing / fighting with Sue. This feeling is mutual. Typically found in older relationships (both above 60 years old) and for whatever reason, they cannot go separate ways (like staying with separate kids for a few months). Must be together and keep arguing / nagging.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Love-Hate: Class 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes they love each other; sometimes they hate each other. But not as severe as yoyo.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Mental&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Status suitable for stalkers, those who yell none stop when they see Justin Beiber on stage; in-love with some manga character; spends more time with his sports car than his wife; having an online relationship with a 'pretty gal' when it is actually a twisted fat-so impersonating a 18-year-old girl. Frankly, most of us are under this&amp;nbsp;category.&lt;br /&gt;
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I recently read one:&lt;br /&gt;
Facebook should have a new feature. If one changes his or her status more than 3 times per month, it should automatically be "Unstable".&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, after hearing the budget from both sides of the house - nothing impressive. We all know which is worse and it is just like a bloody band-aid solution when the patient is almost dead.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Here are some ideas that I have:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To keep prices of food low, all duties and excise tax on machinery directly involved in food production to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To help businesses, all individuals wishing to register for businesses (under Enterprise) with SSM will only be charged RM 10.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All Sdn Bhd companies - with all shareholders as directors - will no longer require company audits.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stamp duty on all new Sdn Bhd companies with paid up capital of less than RM 100k will be halved.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fees for all traders in pasar malam, pasar, hawkers to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Petrol will no longer be subsidized.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cars APs will be abolished. All cars can be imported freely.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, excise duty on cars will remain with: 10% for cars rated to achieve 15km or more per litre of petrol (or equivalent in diesel); 15% tax on cars rated to achieve 11km per&amp;nbsp;liter&amp;nbsp;of fuel; 30% tax on cars with efficiency of less than 10km per&amp;nbsp;liter&amp;nbsp;of fuel. This is based on cruising speed of 100kmph.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Road tax will be base on vehicle tonnage rather than on engine capacity. (as new hybrid vehicles have very small engines. After all, it is the weight of the vehicle that causes damage to roads).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All excise and duties for busses, taxis (but must be used as a taxi for more than 8 years), lorries will be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To assist SMEs, import and excise duties for all machinery using less than 10kW  of power (or equivalent for gas-powered) will be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Municipal councils will be allocated budget to legalize all illegal hawkers / traders. This includes providing them with stores and proper places to trade. (Why do we do a 'pemutihan' for illegal workers who are not even citizens but yet never even help citizens).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Immediate ban on all logging and export of logs.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For companies awarded under the Bumiputra status / quota - make it mandotary that their entire work-force (for staff with salary less than RM 3000) to be Malaysians. This is to prevent them from getting the projects being turned to Ali-Bangla or Ali-Bakso projects.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Government will not interfere with private sector. (Eg - don't ask Telcos to absorb service tax).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Service tax for mobile phones will be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taxes on all books and stationery to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Import and excise duty on all exercise equipment to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Service tax for gyms, sporting venues to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sales tax for fast food (McD, KFC, A&amp;amp;W) be increased to 10%.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gaming tax on lotteries, 4D, etc to be doubled.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entertainment tax for cinemas to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Personal income tax relief for&amp;nbsp;purchase&amp;nbsp;of books to be increased to RM 1000.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bernas will no longer hold the sole permit to import rice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All students will be issued with public transport passes to ride on all public transport for RM 10 per month.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Instead of a RM 200 book voucher, all textbooks will be given free of charge to all students in public schools.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Government&amp;nbsp;will buy over rights of workbooks, and allow students to buy workbooks at cost for printing only.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will set up a Energy Efficiency agency.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All energy efficient light bulbs, fridges, IT equipment, air-conditions will not be taxed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Electrical items not energy efficient / not rated will be taxed 20%.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Personal income of less than RM 3500 per month will not be taxed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tax and duties on all fertilizers; agro related chemicals for domestic consumption to be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Minimum wage for all civil servants to be RM 1200 per month. However, minimum productivity will be introduced (let's get rid of the Monday-Blues&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maximum wage for all civil servants to be RM 10,000 per month&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All pensioners with pensions less than RM 1000 will receive a pension of RM 1000.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FELDA - only FELDA settles will determine their own future. They will be given a chance to vote if they want to publicly list this entity.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FELDA must be headed by someone who has planted and tended to at least 1000 oil-palm trees over the last 5 years instead of someone who has been found guilty of money politics.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;b&gt;In order to save money to finance the above:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All government tenders will be open tenders. No exceptions.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will start policy similar to the GSA by the US Government (http://www.gsa.gov/). All vendors must be registered; and prices are available online. If anyone is caught selling cheaper to others (non Malaysian Government); they will be removed from the list of vendors. (Interesting note - do see this link &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/oPKA5V"&gt;http://bit.ly/oPKA5V&lt;/a&gt; ). Directors will be blacklisted for 10 years.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Immediate stop to all public relations campaign / adverts including but not limited 1Malaysia; congratulation notes to Prime Ministers / Wife of PM in New York / Mentri Besars; Wawasan 2020; meaningless songs by RTM; and other 'syiok sendiri' programmes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All government functions must be held in their own premises. No more hotel or resorts.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For all functions, if attended by only the civil service, no food will be provided at the expense of the tax payers.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For public function with more than 90% non-government staff attending, a cap of RM 25 per pax on food is allowed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All non performing / crime committing civil servants will be sacked; instead of 'retired', 'transferred to desk job', or 'promoted' to cold storage.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All government buildings must reduce energy usage by 10% within the first 12 months and 15% by the next 18 months.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All GLC 'C' Level staff to be paid only RM 10000 per month. Not a cent more. Balance will be in bonus if the company makes more than 10% profit based on paid up capital.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All GLC 'C' level staff to be sacked if the comapny run losses in three years straight; or asset of the company is reduced for three consecutive financial years.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If an individual causes losses to the Government, (eg - paying RM 50000 for a RM 5000 binoculars), the Government reserves the right to sue the negligent individuals and suppliers to recover losses.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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So tell me - what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-8538596694364817793?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The quality of reports by The Star, a Make Chinese Angry newspapers is worse than gutter news. The entire newspaper is becoming a big puzzle to me.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Firstly, let's look at this article:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story-superlite.asp?file=/2011/9/28/nation/20110928082918&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story-superlite.asp?file=/2011/9/28/nation/20110928082918&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"SUBANG JAYA: Four people were injured while more than 300 people rescued and evacuated when an explosion occurred inside an eatery at the Empire Subang here early Wednesday."
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hmmm. At 3AM, more than 300 people rescued? What? They were having an orgy in Empire Shopping centre when the explosion happened? What the heck? Why so serious? The mind boggles. If 300 were evacuated, I would half believe. 300 rescued? That bad? Another Petknode case for human beings?&lt;/div&gt;
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It is sad that The Star has to stoop so low just to make the headlines. No bloody wonder people prefer the alternative media. Why do I read it? Just to see what sort of shit they decide to report for the day.&lt;/div&gt;
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Unfortunately, a couple was hurt in the explosion. Apparently (&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/explosion-rips-through-empire-gallery-four-hurt/"&gt;http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/explosion-rips-through-empire-gallery-four-hurt/&lt;/a&gt;), they had dinner and then 'were talking' inside the car till 3.40am. Hmmm. That's at least 5 hours after dinner. A long chat indeed, if you know what I mean. But I sure hope they are OK and it was worth the bang, no pun intended. &lt;/div&gt;
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In the print edition, Page 18 of the Star carries an equally puzzling report. &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/9/28/nation/9590281&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/9/28/nation/9590281&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;“Upon seeing the gun, the robbers scattered. He fired three shots at them while they tried to flee on their motorcycles,” said SAC Ku.
He said the robber was hit in the chest and collapsed. His accomplices left him and fled."
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
So, the report says that the robbers ran away (scattered) when they saw the gun. Then, the bugger was hit in the chest and died. How the fuck do you shoot someone in the chest when the bugger is running away? Or did he hit a lamp post while running away and died? Or a car hit him?&lt;br /&gt;
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And then again, why the fuck is the police officer shooting robbers that were fleeing on the motorbikes? With no sympathies to the robbers, that's still wrong.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Can you imagine the quality of the news they are dishing out to us? I mean, do they think we are dumb? And Rais is busy saying "Undilah" video doesn't have MCMC approval. How the fuck can MCMC approve the garbage that The Star publishes? Or is it a policy to keep the rakyat stupid while they rob us blind?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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Next - (no fault of the Star this time around), the MACC officers - four of them, were caught robbing money changers in KLIA. &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/9/28/nation/9588193&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/9/28/nation/9588193&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They now said say "&lt;i&gt;PETALING JAYA: The Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission said the actions of three MACC officers involved in the robbery of a money-changer at the KL International Airport recently was “serious”."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So serious, that they were transferred to desk job? So, if I work in a hotel as a bell boy, and I go rape guests, can I get transferred to a desktop only? Hehehe. This is just like the case of "she was not charged because she returned the RM 5million she stole 3 years ago". And people wonder why the Ringgit in crashing and the stock market is down the gutters while Indonesia and Vietnam is doing well.&lt;/div&gt;
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I really think we are better reading &lt;a href="http://gutteruncensored.com/"&gt;GutterUncensored&lt;/a&gt;. At least there are some sexy pictures there to look at and obviously the blog is published with some care.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Spoof News: New Boobs Policy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Background&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This policy is the mirror of NEP. NEP is to help less fortunate Malays and to ensure that they get a "levelled playing field."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To ensure that the other races benefit from similar policies, we now have the New Boobs Policy (NBP). Based on University Kangkung's research, it is said that Bolehland's Chinese women generally have smaller breast; especially when compared to her Malay counterparts. These smaller boobs have caused certain disadvantages, including but not limited to:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Direct loss of economic opportunities (for "commercial vehicles"); as some customers prefer bigger boobs.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Indirect loss of income (hamsap bosses giving promotions to ladies with bigger boobs / reduced opportunities during interviews)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Losing hubbies to China dolls with bigger boobs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Objective&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The objective of NBP is clear. It is to give the less endowed (read "small boobs") a chance to access a more levelled playing field (actually, it is a more curvy 'playing field').&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Policy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The following NBP will now be enforced&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;All taxes and duties for bras for cup size A and B shall be abolished.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;GST shall be exempted for bars less than 300cc - that's cup A and B.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;All bras for cup sizes A and B shall have mandatory "push-up" features. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;For bras between 300cc to 400cc (C and D) - an excise duty of 50% shall be imposed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;For bras exceeding 500cc (E or bigger), an excise duty of 100% shall be imposed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Langkawi and Federal Territory of Labuan shall continue to sell duty-free bras, regardless of size. However, duty free bras may only be taken out of these areas without tax if the visitors stay for more than 3 nights and there is a limit to two bras per person. Female above the age of 18 only. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;All bras exceeding 300cc must be manufactured by selected companies. These companies shall be selected on a close tender basis due to national security reasons.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Imports of bras exceeding 300 cc must have MITI approved permit (AP)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bras assembled locally (CKD) will have a lower tax rate.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Eco-friendly bras, such as those made from cabbage / lettuce / whip-cream will be tax exempt for current financial year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cost of purchase of bra sizes A and B shall enjoy tax rebates, as long as the original receipts can be produced to LHDN.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Subsidy of RM 280 per cc shall be provided for cosmetic surgery for individuals with natural breast size not exceeding 100cc.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Subsidy of RM 180 per cc shall be provided for cosmetic surgery for individuals with natural boobs size not exceeding 200cc.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Typical of government policy, there is no warranty on outcome of surgery.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Service tax (20%) shall be levied on all cosmetic surgery for women born with boobs bigger than a C cup.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lifetime rebate will be provided for purchase of bras for those who take up cosmetic surgery for boobs enhancement.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Policy is available for females only.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bra cup information will be included in the MyKad under the application of "MyBra". &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Boobs-a-kom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In order to determine the classification of boobs size for the purpose of NBP, a new 30 year concession will be given to Boobs-a-kom (not to be confused with PUSPAKOM). Boobs-a-kom shall:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Provide boobs examination and classification.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;For "commercial vehicles", an annual inspection is required to ensure that boobs have not suffered fatigue from wear-and-tear as well as the effects of gravity.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Licenses for "Commercial vehicles" older than the age of 35 will not be renewed. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Long queues are expected. Please be patient.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Vehicle" owners are reminded to clean their "vehicles" prior to inspection. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Now, I hereby submit my application for a position in Boobs-a-kom. Of course, with NEP in place, I will not be applying for the DG of Boobs-a-kom. I would just be happy as a Head of Department for "New Vehicle Registration" section. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;
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I sure as hell hope the gov will not get ideas from my spoof news.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;PS&lt;/b&gt;: I have way too much time on my hands. Hahaha. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-6889763920774496330?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/najib-im-not-afraid-of-anwar/"&gt;http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/najib-im-not-afraid-of-anwar/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can imagine. He has other stuff to be worried about:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;French investigation of our submarines&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;His very own Deputy&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Kak Mah&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Victims of C4&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
Well, you get the idea. I suppose Anwar is the least of his problems...hehehe. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-4711216449833324227?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The biggest problem with MCA or BN - marketing. See - the above is Wee Ka Siong's blog. The entire blog is in .... Mandarin. Guess what, this banana-man over here (no reference to my penis), cannot understand nor read Chinese (and that includes my penis).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Think about it - how many with internet access, IT savvy that can read Chinese? And now, compare it to - how many that can read English. Then, compare it to Bahasa Malaysia. No wonder they are losing all the urban votes. Take a cue from McD or Coke. What language do is the menu in?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sure - some say, it is for a targeted audience of Chinese only. Given that we are becoming more Malaysian than ever, is this still a smart move? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Guess somethings are destined to join the dodos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-3221284784869322437?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/09/13/former-mied-ceo-walks-free/"&gt;http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/2011/09/13/former-mied-ceo-walks-free/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So, the logic is - since she (rather pretty gal) returned the money that she allegedly stolen - the AG drops the charges. This brings me to ask:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt; If I put my dick into a gal's pussy without her permission, but later takes it out - does that mean I won't be charge with rape?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If I steal my neighbour's car, rob a bank, does that mean that's OK? Of course, I intend to return the money to the bank at a later date. Maybe by depositing it in the bank that I have robbed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How about if I kidnap a gal, then releases her? No charges?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Or beat the shit out of someone, but sends him to the best hospital for treatment after that? Can that be settled too?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If I speed, but I stopped in the end (reached my destination) - does that mean that I don't have to pay for the summons? Would this policy include "on-the-spot" / offsite settlement?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
Or do I have to be an ex-mini-ster to be able to broker such a deal? Really. What does it take to have such a sweet deal? This is yet another very serious corruption of the legal system - after a previous CJ (appointed by Lingam) said it was OK to keep stolen property as long as the guy who bought it didn't know it was stolen. So, is it OK to have sex with a sweet 15 year old, as long as I do not know she is underage? Or traffic drugs so long I have no knowledge of it being illegal narcotics?&lt;br /&gt;
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This is how the "ketuanan" guys fuck up Bolehland. Mind you, when it comes to screwing the judiciary, all of them gets a turn to this gangbang / gang rape party. Doesn't have to be a "tuan". Even Lingam can do it. Now, that's 1Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-2038615341930145477?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Just two days ago, the bozo denied speculation that the government plans to abolish ISA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/home-minister-no-talk-about-abolishing-isa/"&gt;http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/home-minister-no-talk-about-abolishing-isa/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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And now, chief bozo announces: ISA to be abolished.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/9/15/nation/20110915205714&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/9/15/nation/20110915205714&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unless the bozo thinks the chief bozo is only all talk and no action (NATO - no action talk only).&lt;br /&gt;
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Can the government blame the rakyat of Bolehland of not wanting to pay taxes? Hmmm. Frankly, I rather just do some charity work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-1954793558485414265?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
He would still rather say "Malays and non-Malays" instead of Malaysians. What a racist. You mean, besides Malays and non-Malays, there is the "third kind" (aliens?) in this country? A typical mamak-kutty true to his Bangla roots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-7242499632786506545?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This incident happened a number of months back. I didn't have the time to blog it. One day, my OKT friend Ah Chai called me. I was busy, so I did not answer at first. Usually, he would leave it at that and not call me again. But this time, he called back every 15 minutes or so. Eventually, I answered. He said "You free now? Must come over. I am looking after this place in Uptown and there is a very beautiful chick. She is out to "curi makan".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was very busy. So, I told him - sorry. Kind of busy. He asked if I was free at night. I gave the non-committal "see how, see first" response. I dismissed it as one of his marketing calls - trying to tell me that he has some new girls and to try them out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
The next day, he called me again. He went to say that "Please make some time. The gal is out to "curi makan". Very nice body. And such a chance won't come by again." I said, see how again. I though to myself, his business must be real bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
In any case, he manage to convince me to show up at his new location in Damansara Uptown. Mind you, this location is new to him, but it is not a new place. I really didn't want to go to Uptown - the place is jammed. No place to even double park. Since I know I won't "Finish" in 5 minutes, it is really not an option for me to double park.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
It was raining when I got there. Manage to find the shop (on top of Dragon &amp;amp; Phoenix Food Court). Guess what? There was a parking just a few meters away. My lucky day, after all. Before I knew it, the car in front of me took the spot. Oh well, such is life. Traffic was bad. And I manage to see this sexy and beautiful lady getting out of the car. Better look out for another spot. Fortunately, I found one nearby.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Walked quickly to this place. Ah Chai was there...and so was the lady who just parked. Wow. Good thing I didn't scold her. She's tall, slim, with a nice set of boobs and yeah - she's from Indonesia. I guess she must be studying at a private college, aged about 22 - but no more than that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Ah Chai then told me - she's actually some one's girlfriend. (more like mistress). Which explains the car. They met in a nightclub two days ago, and she told Ah Chai she wanted a good fuck. She is not here for the money, but for a good time. Oh. Now I understand what he means by "Curi Makan". I though 'curi cari makan'. My mistake... but at least it was not too late.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
As for the place, it clearly an abandoned massage place, possibly with extras. Ah Chai was there supervising the clean-up works plus renovations. He prepared a place for us to have fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Once inside the room, we were like lovers. Kissed and hugged. When she removed her bra, he boobs stayed exactly where they were, plus they remained the same size. That's my definition of a solid pair of natural knockers. Without getting into too much details, it was a very playful and sensual session with lots of licking, sucking and rocking action accompanied by an explicit soundtrack - mind you, we had it going for 90 minutes. Tried and did almost everything. She's real hot and naughty. Clean too, might I add. Good thing I didn't have to worry about parking.&lt;/div&gt;
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At the end of it, we were both very satisfied, tired and happy. Thanked Ah Chai and left. No, I didn't have to pay for it. However, I was wondering if I inadvertently ended up being a gigolo. How was I to tell if Ah Chai didn't ask for money from her? Well, at least she didn't tip me. Hahaha. But I wouldn't have minded such a good 'customer' anyway. And don't ask me how come this Ah Chai guy recommended me to her. Maybe he got my 'reviews' from his other gals in the past.&lt;/div&gt;
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Did I get her phone number? No. Why? I analyzed the situation. She was out to curi makan (cheat). I didn't know who the other guy is/was. And lets just say - C4 are readily available for the Malaysian police to blow people up. NFA.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Plenty of guys and girls are looking for sex. So? And why should I give out my friend's number to a stranger online? If you are a guy, how do you like it if I give your number to some old auntie with a few teeth missing or a 100kg-gay-guy? Or worse still... some tele-marketer creep? Which reminds me, the worst has to be a guy (plus a cute Malay girl) from a local fitness centre. They would call and call and call. If only I have a way to feed them with my enemy's phone numbers.&lt;br /&gt;
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How to get a girl is simple or fuck-buddies, is simple&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;First - be their good friend. This takes time and one must be sincere.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Second, if you have the opportunity to go out for dinner (even in groups), ask the girl that you think is horny or is open minded, if she wants to drop by your place.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;In short, you have to be brave and open about it. If you are shy - forget it (unless item 4 to 6 applies)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Helps a lot if you are handsome&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Helps even more if you have a nice car (Camry, BMW - you get the idea).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Have your own place. Most gals hate budget hotels as people might think they are prostitutes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;When you have your own place, keep it clean and tidy. It should be a love nest instead of a pigsty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you don't have your own place, work harder and get one. After all, it is a good investment.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
But the most important to convert from a one-night-stand to a long term fuck-buddy:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Make damn sure she has lots of fun in bed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Make her cum as many times as possible.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Care about her needs in bed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Don't be selfish, or ask her to do things she is not comfortable with. Which is why I prefer to find out their bedroom preference first during dinner, or chatting with her.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
If you just get a phone number, imagine this - why you? Any hot blooded guy (and some lesbian / bi gals) would want to bed her? So, why you? This question applies to interviews, job promotions, etc. Why me? Why you? Do you have strength and endurance? Strength - able to hang a wet towel on your man-hood. Endurance - keep the towel in place till it is dry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The most common reason I hear is, the guy cannot satisfy the gal (for gals with bf or husbands already). This is not just related to size - but attitude. Some just strip and fuck them for 5 mins. No foreplay, didn't excite her. Ask for BJ with CIM, but won't even kiss and suck her nipples, let alone lick her till she cums. So, what can one expect? Every one wants to have fun. For guys, how do we like it if a gal is just like a limp fish in bed (to a gal, this is the guy that fucks like a bunny and nothing else).&lt;br /&gt;
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Whatever we do, do not lie. The worst is to say "I love You" just to jump into bed with a gal. Frankly, that is plain evil. Better to just find some paid-fun outside. Also - it can be very sticky (no pun intended) - girl might get pregnant, or clings to you (and this is when I say - that bugger deserves it...who ask him /her to lie?). &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't say I am a good lover or great in bed. So far, I have sufficient fuck buddies (who ever has enough??) and good feedback. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/277229536887117699-1580515634398363665?l=frenchbawangsup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I didn't know that the Biggest Idiot Contest in on in Malaysia. There appears to be no shortage of idiots trying to out-do each other, usually at the level of the Federal Government. To say the least, the competition is stiff. My nominations would be:&lt;/div&gt;
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The Best Idiot Award (70%) has to go to...the current "Hell Mini-ster". Why?&lt;/div&gt;
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I read that they wanted to control the sale of acid in light of the current acid-attacks. (&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/8/23/nation/9350801&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/8/23/nation/9350801&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;
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So, how is this going to happen? Does that mean that we can buy cars now but without the car battery? Or when we sell cars and we have to remove the batteries and keep in under our beds? Unfortunately, acid is extremely common in our daily products. Even lime juice (when concentrated a bit) can be corrosive. In short, it is damn difficult, if not impossible, to control the sale of acid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Hell Mini-ster should have taken a hint from Hong Kong. If they didn't ban acid or control the sale of acid during their episode of acid attacks, how come he thinks we can?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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What should have been done is:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Firstly, do NOT publish the attacks. Think about it. So what if you publish the attacks? There is no one the victims to prevent it. But it gives the sicko encouragement to carry out more attacks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you must publish the attacks, please tell people what they can do. Do not walk alone is about as stupid as it gets. So, how? You mean, we never walk alone? Avoid lonely places? So, walk in groups and get molested? Or raped? In short - there is only so much we can do and in this case, there is nothing much to do.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The best 'cure' would be to tell the public to carry some fresh water as well as soda bicarbonate (found in baking sections, for about RM 1.50 per small plastic can). This will help neutralize acid, but it is not a good cure either. Again, if one is attacked, a friend or assistance would be required to rinse and pour soda bicarbonate on the acid splashed areas. This can be too late, but better than zero first aid.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;On Kosmo, it was published that they want to control the sale of acid. In a few pages, they reported the homeless in KL, and sadly was still homeless in KL during Hari Raya. This is the solution. A solution to crime. Imagine - the homeless is usually at the same spots for 24 hours, every day. They see a lot. Hear a lot and definitely knows the routine of the area, and who are the 'outsiders'. So, why not recruit them to be police informants? They only need to tell the police what they see or hear. That's it. Simple. In return, they get food, a place to stay and of course, a salary. They should be given free medical including glasses - just to be damn sure they can see and hear clearly. This is a win-win situation. The 'homeless' keeps a look out for the police / authorities, and they actually get employment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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Alas, it really doesn't look like the government is competent enough to solve problems. It is more like a competition to see who is the biggest moron. &lt;/div&gt;
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 &lt;/div&gt;
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Another reason why the Hell Mini-ster should be nominated for 70% of this award is the Tear-Gas-a-Hospital Incident. All sorts of lies have been told, promises broken. Yet, no apologies. And more treats of saying MCA will stay out of government if they fail to perform. They should go ahead to even disband MCA should they fail to perform. Don't just stay out of the government and make noise behind the scene or end up being back-door Senators.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In line with our NEP policy, 30% of the Best Idiot Award goes to......Home Mini-ster (aka GAB promoter). Now we have tonnes of "legal" foreign workers and heaven knows how they ended up here - over 2 million of them. Funnily, I didn't come across that many sexy Indon gals. :) They are definitely bringing in the wrong 'talent'. &lt;/div&gt;
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Did some online search....and yeah - why not a "gay" massage - that is, massage by men.&lt;br /&gt;
To cut a long story short, I found this place opposite Regal Lodge. It's suppose to be a gay massage centre. It's just like any massage place, in terms of pricing and set-up. But the massage routine was significantly different. The moves are more rapid and more "power". Yes, they do offer extras including B2B massage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Similarly - if you want a massage, don't go into a place know for sex only. The massage cannot be good.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;More importantly - there are a lot of 'fuck-shops' (get in, choose a gal if there is a choice, shower, bj, put on condom, fuck, cum, leave) - the kind of wham-bang-thank you ma-am shop offering B2B service. Don't bother paying for B2B in such shops. I will tell you why.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Their specialty is really a wham-bang-thank-you-ma-am. No more, no less. But occasionally, more precisely every 27 days or so, the gals will need a 'rest'. Locals say "auntie-visit". So, what do you do with these gals? Rent needs to be paid. Overheads as usual. Solution? Give them some red panties and offer B2B service.
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&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine these gals - with zero B2B knowledge. It's worst than walking into McD asking for nasi lemak. At least McD will be honest enough to say "Sorry - we do not serve that".
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