Gay: Hey..whats your name..?
Me: Errr..err...*scoffs* you can call me Cing.
Gay: Oh..(placing his hands on my shoulders and starts massaging it). You're from where?
Me: Kuching..somewhere near batu kawa. *Lies*
Gay: Oh..i live nearby..my birthday is this upcoming 26th..would you like to come over?
Me: Err..no thanks..i've got work..(I dont give a damn about ur birthday??)
Gay: Come on..we can makan Babi..(placing his hands on my tummy)
Me: Im Muslim..i dont eat pork..sorry.
Gay: Oh..babi sedap..(giving a thumbs up)..do you want to mabuk2? Come over to my house this 26th..(rubbing my tummy..now i feel extremely uncomfortable).
Me: I dont mabuk2..sorry ya..n again, i dont eat pork.(take his hands off from my tummy)
Gay: So thats fine..what about sleeping over at my hostel then? You can sleep in my room..at my bed..we can..
Me: (Okay, too much information). I'll try my best. *Run away as fast as i could*
WTFFFFFFF!
