I have no problem with Islam and nor do their womenfolk have no issues with me.
Sure, they would like more cash. But I'm fair and merciful.
I'm not far from the Abu Sayyaf.
I can feel the ripples traveling overland.
I see a pirate.
His crew is armed.
They are on a sortie.
Heading towards a coastal town.
They are after rich cashed-up Chinese or tourists, or both.
'They are IS,' says Johnny.
I'm at the swimming pool.
'They beheaded a Canadian a few months ago.'
Don't go to Southern Philipines or even Sabah, he says.
I'm really listening to you.
He's a big fan of Duterte, the Philippines President.
'Not only is he wiping out the street gangsters, he's taking IS on.'
The headlines are getting the Chinese excited.
He's a strong man, says Jonny.
'If only our PM would do the same here.'
Jonny is trying to hook me up with a Russian whore.
'I can take you there,' he says.
Jake the lifeguard, he's a Dyak, is scrolling through Jonny's phone for fresh porn.
Julia the Chinese cashier isn't speaking to me anymore.
She thinks I'm being corrupted by Jake and Nordin, the groundsman, who spends most of the day watching porn.
A hot Chinese walks past in her swimsuit as Johnny is showing me the Russian whore, who is a chunky bitch.
I admire the dragon tattoo that starts at her groin region. and wraps around her slim hips.
I want her, I say. She looks stunning in her swimsuit.
Johnny can't help. He's too preoccupied with big titted Russian hookers.
Most of the sex hookups in Malaysia is done on apps like We Chat and What's App and Line. It's discreet.
And Johnny says he'll take me to see her if I want.
'I'm a fixer.'
He certainly fixes things.
He's in the pool now. And I'm still feeling the ripples of Abu Sayyaf.
Duterte bombed the shit out of Marawi in Southern Mindanao.
But they haven't learned.
The kidnapping continues and Duterte will bomb them to the stone age until it stops.
The Chinese around Kuching love the guy.
I wonder why.
Sure, they would like more cash. But I'm fair and merciful.
I'm not far from the Abu Sayyaf.
I can feel the ripples traveling overland.
I see a pirate.
His crew is armed.
They are on a sortie.
Heading towards a coastal town.
They are after rich cashed-up Chinese or tourists, or both.
'They are IS,' says Johnny.
I'm at the swimming pool.
'They beheaded a Canadian a few months ago.'
Don't go to Southern Philipines or even Sabah, he says.
I'm really listening to you.
He's a big fan of Duterte, the Philippines President.
'Not only is he wiping out the street gangsters, he's taking IS on.'
The headlines are getting the Chinese excited.
'Philippine President Rodrigo Duterte has declared martial law on the southern island of Mindanao after about 100 Muslim fighters laid siege to a major city following a deadly gun battle with government forces.'
He's a strong man, says Jonny.
'If only our PM would do the same here.'
Jonny is trying to hook me up with a Russian whore.
'I can take you there,' he says.
Jake the lifeguard, he's a Dyak, is scrolling through Jonny's phone for fresh porn.
Julia the Chinese cashier isn't speaking to me anymore.
She thinks I'm being corrupted by Jake and Nordin, the groundsman, who spends most of the day watching porn.
A hot Chinese walks past in her swimsuit as Johnny is showing me the Russian whore, who is a chunky bitch.
I admire the dragon tattoo that starts at her groin region. and wraps around her slim hips.
I want her, I say. She looks stunning in her swimsuit.
Johnny can't help. He's too preoccupied with big titted Russian hookers.
Most of the sex hookups in Malaysia is done on apps like We Chat and What's App and Line. It's discreet.
And Johnny says he'll take me to see her if I want.
'I'm a fixer.'
He certainly fixes things.
He's in the pool now. And I'm still feeling the ripples of Abu Sayyaf.
Duterte bombed the shit out of Marawi in Southern Mindanao.
But they haven't learned.
The kidnapping continues and Duterte will bomb them to the stone age until it stops.
The Chinese around Kuching love the guy.
I wonder why.
