Those who know me knows that I have this thing against Mat Rempits wan, right? For Foreigners, Mat Rempit is a Malaysian phenomenon. Actually, come to think of it, you can find it in many other parts of the world. The difference is that the Mat Rempits in other countries ride huge bikes that roars. This part of the world, the bikes are what we all call Kap-Chais...like this one.
Mat Rempits die every day on the roads of Malaysia like flies, and yet, these people continue to haunt the streets of Malaysia, especially the highways.
Today, I personally spoke to a Mat Rempit and 'interviewed' him about his habit. Not intentionally, though, we happen to talk about his mode of transportation. Then he said, "I really like motorbike....even though I've got two cars now, I still ride my motorbike. It's very steam to go very fast and race with one another"
Marsha is thinking: What is your motor number plate? I wanna langgar you when I see you liao.
I ask lor, "You're not scared meh?" and then he proudly pointed to his chin. "See this? I got into an accident with a friend when we were racing with each other"
Marsha thinking: NIAMAH! Only like that ah? Kepala (head) did not pecah (crack) ah? Wasted!
I was thinking, what's your excuse for not wanting to drive a car, then? And this answer was this - "Cannot lah. I drive a car, no wind in my face and eyes, my eyes start to water and cannot keep awake. And then summore, I won't know where I am going if I drive a car wor".
Tell me....where got such a fooking story wan leh??????
Bikers, please tell me this is not true.
When asked what’s my one single favorite thing to do in the world, I would usually name a whole list of things that I love to do when my work is not screaming at me. Something that takes my mind COMPLETELY off of everyday tasks and relaxes me. Take a guess what it is…. If you say ‘ reading ’, yes, I love reading (especially soppy love stories with lots of sex scenes, please. Hee hee hee ….) and I also love mystery novels but it’s not the first on the list. If you say ‘ playing the piano ’; yes, I love playing the piano. Creating forms a huge part of my life and whenever I play the piano (as inept at it as I am), there’s this tiny little girl inside of me jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands. It’s my childhood dream to be able to play the piano! And thumping on the keys gives me a sense of satisfaction when I hear the music. If you say ‘ writing ’; You’ve got to be kidding me! You mean I don’t write enough as it is? Case closed. If you say ‘ playing with my kids ’; Yea...
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BTW, I've invited you in my latest post. :-)
blinka, hahahahahaha!!! ya lor....i shuld have asked him why cannot wind down the window hor??? ahya!!! missed the chance liao. wait, let me find another mat rempit to 'interview'