I've won of over Andy.
I call him Anwar.
He had that Anwar sleazy element about him. I'm not sure if he's sodomizer.
I mean if Anwar is a sodomizer, not you. I really had to clarify that point.
'It was first trumped up by Mahathir,' says Andy, 'And it stuck. As far as I know, he's into fucking pussies.'
Didn't Mahathir jail Anwar and now he wants to nominate him for PM if he wins the election against Najib.
Andy smiles. It says so much and so little.
He's from Sarawak.
He said last night there was a drug bust.
'A Malay couple were smoking ice.'
It happened around 7 pm.
The owner of the hotel pays the police 60 Ringgit a day 'plus tips.'
Explains the prompt response of the police who are only four doors down the road.
He told me not to tell anyone.
Everyone knows.
There's a back exit for Malays to enter the hotel.
The Chinese only take drugs at the KTV Karaoke joints which are protected by police courtesy of monthly payoffs.
Malaysia is struggling to be a good boy.
But you can't fight your DNA. It asserts itself in the most peculiar ways.
I tell Alex, a Chinese, late fifties, about what went down last night. He is one of the cooks at the food hall downstairs.
'Were they a Malay couple?'
Most likely, most likely.
He smiled. It's the way things should be.
An old burnt out whore comes up to reception.
'Never met her before,' says Andy.
She sold him a 'hot' e-cigarette for forty Ringgit.
I was carrying my two stress balls. She wanted to play with them.They are red. She wanted me to play with her stress balls, which were the only flesh spots not covered in heavy makeup.
Charge it up and see if it works.
I had a similar vaper and it eventually kicked the bucket.
But still a good bargain, I told Andy.
He's got a heart of gold that guy.
I just hope he can get me a better hotel rate.
'I can't promise,' he says, 'but I'll try.'
Even I know promises are made to be broken.
So no sweat Andy.
I call him Anwar.
He had that Anwar sleazy element about him. I'm not sure if he's sodomizer.
I mean if Anwar is a sodomizer, not you. I really had to clarify that point.
'It was first trumped up by Mahathir,' says Andy, 'And it stuck. As far as I know, he's into fucking pussies.'
Didn't Mahathir jail Anwar and now he wants to nominate him for PM if he wins the election against Najib.
Andy smiles. It says so much and so little.
He's from Sarawak.
He said last night there was a drug bust.
'A Malay couple were smoking ice.'
It happened around 7 pm.
The owner of the hotel pays the police 60 Ringgit a day 'plus tips.'
Explains the prompt response of the police who are only four doors down the road.
He told me not to tell anyone.
Everyone knows.
There's a back exit for Malays to enter the hotel.
The Chinese only take drugs at the KTV Karaoke joints which are protected by police courtesy of monthly payoffs.
Malaysia is struggling to be a good boy.
But you can't fight your DNA. It asserts itself in the most peculiar ways.
I tell Alex, a Chinese, late fifties, about what went down last night. He is one of the cooks at the food hall downstairs.
'Were they a Malay couple?'
Most likely, most likely.
He smiled. It's the way things should be.
An old burnt out whore comes up to reception.
'Never met her before,' says Andy.
She sold him a 'hot' e-cigarette for forty Ringgit.
I was carrying my two stress balls. She wanted to play with them.They are red. She wanted me to play with her stress balls, which were the only flesh spots not covered in heavy makeup.
Charge it up and see if it works.
I had a similar vaper and it eventually kicked the bucket.
But still a good bargain, I told Andy.
He's got a heart of gold that guy.
I just hope he can get me a better hotel rate.
'I can't promise,' he says, 'but I'll try.'
Even I know promises are made to be broken.
So no sweat Andy.
