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This tibai fren of mine asked me to join him for drinks tonight after work. I was feeling kinda lazy but he told there would be chicks. Sighs ... ok. I'll go.

7.30 he called me. Where da fark are you. I replied, leaving office lah mah hai. 8.00. I called him, where da fark is this pub lah? He gave me directions and I walked into this pub in Taman Tun. I knew I walked into a time warp. Farks. The only youngest person in the pub were me and my friend and his friends. Four of us. Everyone else in the pub were in their 50s.

Farks! Even the bartender is older than my father. Old man with white hair. That's the bar tender. Then one of the "si-tau-poh" (lady boss) real short, stumpy and fat woman wearing tight jeans and a tight t-shirt showing her saggy papayas was damn foul mouthed with the customers. Ugh!

To make matters worse, they have some waitresses, old and ugly and fat too. And they were wearing tight tank tops and jeans. You can farking see their flabs sticking out like the michelin tyre man.

I love my beers but tonight, all I could have was ONE miserable MUG. I want to blog more about that foul mouthed si-tau-poh but I need to get some sick fat images out of my mind. I will definitely have nightmares tonight. I am gonna watch some porn. Hopefully I can sleep better ...