Abdul's middle name should be carnage.
He loved Nicolas Cage films.
But he was the carnage man.
He was untouchable too.
He had behind him at least ten years of bombing in Thailand's deep south.
The Thai whores were for Malaysians alone.
The only way they could have their privacy was to scare off the white sex tourists.
Abdul promised Malaysians that they could also be pious and let off steam at the border.
'You will never be touched,' he reassured them.
The scare tactics kept the white sex tourists away from the border and allowed Malaysians the discretion they needed on their dirty weekends.
Wan Mohammed was now a born-again Christian.
He carried around a vial of holy oil.
It was a trick he learned from a writer called Vanya Vetto.
'Just put some on a Christian's forehead, say god bless, and she'll be in a trance and sucking your cock off like there is no tomorrow.'
It worked.
And no one was going to get in the way on his new lease on life.
He was going to take Abdul down to Chinatown.
He wanted the borders opened up for all whore mongers.
The Pan Malay trip would be a spent force once Wan delt his hand with Abdul in about one hour's time.
He loved Nicolas Cage films.
But he was the carnage man.
He was untouchable too.
He had behind him at least ten years of bombing in Thailand's deep south.
The Thai whores were for Malaysians alone.
The only way they could have their privacy was to scare off the white sex tourists.
Abdul promised Malaysians that they could also be pious and let off steam at the border.
'You will never be touched,' he reassured them.
The scare tactics kept the white sex tourists away from the border and allowed Malaysians the discretion they needed on their dirty weekends.
Wan Mohammed was now a born-again Christian.
He carried around a vial of holy oil.
It was a trick he learned from a writer called Vanya Vetto.
'Just put some on a Christian's forehead, say god bless, and she'll be in a trance and sucking your cock off like there is no tomorrow.'
It worked.
And no one was going to get in the way on his new lease on life.
He was going to take Abdul down to Chinatown.
He wanted the borders opened up for all whore mongers.
The Pan Malay trip would be a spent force once Wan delt his hand with Abdul in about one hour's time.